As the copper began lecturing them on his ability to have them arrested on the spot, Wendy decided to throw caution to the wind and began to stand up....She walked the step or two over to the cop, taking his hand and placing it on her right breast. He began to protest, but only lightly, and sensing her opportunity she dropped her hand to his crotch, roughly stroking his slowly stirring cock. “I ‘spose I could let you off, considering,” he murmured softly as Wendy continued to massage his crotch.. I let her try and assimilate what I had told her, get her head round a time traveller from the future, waiting for the wheels to come off completely. Surprisingly, after a few minutes she simply nodded as if to say she knew something fishy was going on. Over the next few hours I tried to convey what my world had been like but how do you explain cars, planes, space travel, modern warfare, medicine, all of that in simple words.Her head was spinning with the information I had given her it was. I'd ordered some cases of beer and wine for an upcoming party, and, after leaving work later than usual, I pulled into the car park, hunting for a space. The place was busy, and I finally found a spot at the far end of the site, up against a high wall. I blipped the alarm and walked into the store. The collection point was near the front of the store, a male worker took my details and I showed him the order number on my phone- they even text the details to you so it's more or less paperless. I. It was like a high speed train. I stumbled up a set of stairs I came across. They were so bloody steep. I felt like I was climbing a mountain. Through the fuzziness, I could make out figures. People. They hardly paid me any attention as I stumbled past them, most were too drunk or too busy to notice. I finally found what I was looking for. The bathroom. And it was empty. Thank God. I made my way across the bathroom. It was only a few steps, but right then it seem a like a mile. Steadying.