I thought maybe it was that time of month, but thats two weeks away and i never get this big then anyhow. it wouldnt have taken much to get me excite... that night, not after all id seen and heard that day. seeing my wifes tits swollen up like balloons was overkill. i got the biggest hard-on in my recent memory, in about 11 seconds. my heart was racing and my hands were shaking as i stood up in front of her. i looked down at her sitting on the bed and i began to rub my throbbing member. she. My phone! Kevin exclaimed. I must have left it in the farm last night. You left it in the farm, the old woman corrected him, like a school teacher correcting his spelling, on 16th April 1943. Neither Kevin nor I could speak, but on examination, the phones leather case was worn and showed traces of mould damage, despite being so carefully treasured. Kevin was rooted to the spot and the old woman handed me a newspaper cutting. Girl escapes unharmed as her home is destroyed. The headline read. I. I approached only to find out it was a sweetheart named Beau. I approached and he smiled and greeted me. He was stumbling over his words to say Hi, poor guy was always like that. I smiled and we started talking. His eyes were like Xmas bulbs at the sight of my outfit and looks, I knew right away he was turned on.I asked him what he did after graduation and he said he had become a Journeyman mechanic and started his own shop in Helena. This impressed me greatly, as I have always been a gear. He removed his hat and set it on the hallway table, looking back at her. Their eyes met, and she froze in shock looking at the man’s familiar face."Going to stand there on your first night of freedom, Maria?" the man smiled.Maria, still in shock, stared intently at the man. A nagging feeling of familiarity kept kicking in. The book described the man in front of her in detail as the man called Señor Miguel!"Señor Miguel" she breathlessly whispered."I am Miguel to you now, Señor no more," he.