Being the future entrepreneur I was, I started at the biggest swankiest house in the neighborhood. Big yard, Volvo in the driveway. I didn't know who ...wned the house, but figured it was like every other house on the block: bored married couple, 2.5 offspring, and a dumb annoying dog. Little did I realize that when I rang that doorbell, my life would flip upside down. I heard the footsteps inside respond to the bell. They were kinda flat sounding, ah, barefoot. Maybe it was a hot older chick. He did his banking online but had no concept of cyber security. Once I accessed his bank accounts using his passwords which were auto filled, I changed the passwords, hid them behind a firewall, installed a quality VPN, and did the same for his email and Facebook accounts.I pondered my dilemma while watching the morning news, noting that I was back in the present day, assuming that any of my lives were set in what could be correctly described as the present. It was the twenty-fourth day of May,. He’s my hero. I don’t know how I’m going to repay him.” All the time Belinda was speaking, she’s leaning into the side of a huge and tall, young Mauri guy who has his muscled, dark skinned, ham-shank of a tattooed fore-arm draped around her shoulders. The flat palm of one of her hands was rubbing small circles around the centre of his broad chest and she occasionally tilted her head to glance up into his eyes as she spoke, as all the while he smiled fondly down at her.“My only regret is my. Her spit was spewing straight from her gag toward me she was blubbering so hard. She went slack, hanging from the rope. I quickly removed the blindfold and undid the gag so she could breath as her nose was plugging up from crying. I wrapped my arm around her and held her up while I undid her cuffs. She fell limp against me. I scooped her up in my arms. She was still blubbering and sobbing, trying to calm down. I carried her to my recliner in the living room and held her in my lap with her head.