I studied the menu. My mouth watered at the thought of a good dish of Spaghetti Cacio e Pepe.Desmond busied himself with the menu. His hand rested in ...y lap. Not that I didn’t want it there, but I never had a man do that before. It wasn’t the groping exploratory feel of a youth fumbling his way through his first date. It was confident like he knew where his place was and he was content with how things were.After dining, we walked down a pedestrian bridge in the park. I leaned against the. “You are Rebecca, dear.”Rebecca eyed her warily. “Where is she, anyway?”“Walk with me, dear. I’ll explain as we go, or try to. Time travel offers more than one paradox; Causal Expression is what you experienced on your trip back.”Rebecca hurried to catch up. “Causal what?”Leda chuckled again. “The Rebecca you encountered in 2014 was an earlier version of you. Since you made the trip back independently, you experienced it in your own frame of reference, independent of your other self.” She. Dyke didn’t seem at all embarrassed. Mr. Citro nodded his head and mouthed something to me that I couldn’t quite understand. It might have been, “Later, Mya.” But I’m not sure.Cheryl led me through the crowd of horny old men and up to the stage. There’s a set of steps on the side and we went up the stairs. I felt all of them staring at me and I’m so nervous now I can hardly walk. Hell, I can hardly breathe!Once we were on stage, Cheryl turned me to face the men and stood on my right holding. "Wait here, I've got a surprise for you."Scott waits in the shower. He is ordered out of the shower. He steps out of the shower to see his stepmother wearing a 7 inch strapon. She bends Scott over the sink and lubes up her dildo and Scott's ass. "Now Scott seeing as your such a good boy for Mommy, I'm going to treat you, but this may hurt." She tells him. "Yes mommy, I'm always a good boy." He replies. "I know you you are."Scott's knees buckle as the dildo is eased in his ass halfway before.