Then, I step into therusty tub and wash my bottom. The towels are so filthy that I pat myselfdry with toilet tissue and dress. When my panties touch...the smooth andhairless skin of my tiny scrotum and cock, I feel my nipples erect andgraze the pleated bust of my dress. I hurry to lace up my sandals when Ihear Antoine's feet on the stairs. He unlocks the door, and I realize that I have been his captive behindthe double bolted door, but this realization only enhances my expectantmood. "Wow,. Had seen what laybeyond and it frightened them. With dread, I stepped past my own time andlooked in the future.Myself from the next month was deep into grieving the loss of our parents.Car accident. A tragedy. While this revelation shocked me I knew it hadn'thappened yet. Maybe when it was the time I could change it. First I had toexplore the rest of my future. I had to know what scared the many pastversions of myself.What I found was disheartening. The downward spiral continued and I sawmyself. . She moaned loudly… My other hand exploring her thighs over her salwar…. Her hands were running on my body as if she was searching some of her important missing things….. While searching her missing things she unzipped my trouser and put her hands inside.. She found her missing thing there… She pulled it out and started stroking it… It was already rock hard after our bathroom session and story reading/video watching sesssion…. She started stroking it like a mad and soon i exploded in her. That left him pretty much left out and safely invisible.Carl won a disability award in 1978, due to his uncontrollable personal habits, as they made it impossible for him to hold a job. He spent the intervening decades hoping for relief and dreaming of a world where he felt safe. Most people with whom he shared his vision for a safe world, instantly and correctly diagnosed him as a serious but harmless mental case. Anyone who gave him a second thought wondered if it wasn’t bad enough that Carl.