But of course i was so curious what it would be like to actually get more phyisical then just kissing her. We had started to get along alot and catch ...p towards the end of the school year and we were always very flirtatious together. I asked her a very cute way by sneaking over to her house late at night (her house was about 45 minutes away) and spelled out prom with tea candles on the street in front of her house. I lit them all called her and asked her to come outside and thats when i was. Now imagine that the pond I described is Time. Every time someone makes a trip back into time, and changes anything, it is like dropping something into that still pond. It is our job as Monitors to make sure that these changes are no larger than the pebble. On a good day nothing noticeable is changed. Now imagine that same pond sitting there just as calm and someone drops a boulder the size of Colorado into it (Hey, that's pretty good... 'Boulder, Colorado'. I guess I still have my sense of. And quite frankly, I couldn’t care less.The 3rd group was the ones that I relied on. I knew these people would be the difference between success and failure. These were the con artists, the pick pockets, The alley muggers. They were the overcharging, shortchanging, bartenders that wouldn’t think twice about serving you a mickie finn, as long as he got his cut. They were the ladies that knew where and what you wanted, and how much it was worth. And after you passed out, they would tip themselves. She asked for it then she is going to fucking get it and when I make a mess it's going to be her fault."Keep your eyes closed,” she said, and of course my eyes snapped open. "Close your fucken eyes" she commanded. I did as I was told and continued wanking into her panties. I head the sound of cloths being dropped on the floor. I felt her hand on mine and she pushed my hand to one side but managed to keep the panties firmly wrapped around my cock."Cleo says Dad loves this,” Michelle said and.