Nochmals in die Hände klatschen und die Welt bewegte sich wieder. Unglaublich. Ich konnte es nicht glauben. Aber es kam noch besser.Ich klatsche in d...e Hände und ließ die Welt stillstehen. Dann ging ich ins Büro meiner Sekretärin. Sie stand zur Salzsäule erstarrt vor der Kaffeemaschine. Ein junger Kollege, Herr Assmann, stand hinter ihr und stierte auf ihren wohlgeformten Hintern. Ich ignorierte den Kollegen Assmann und ging zu meiner Sekretärin. Ich sah ihr in die Augen. Leere. Nichts. Ich sah. I had the epiphone that I wasBill Murray in Groundhog Day, except I was a different person everylifetime. It was like reincarnation, except I was living the same timeperiod over and over."I guess I wouldn't, but still. I know nothing about your life. I need toknow things." Don't you think I'm in the same boat? Listen. It's your life, do whatever.I was sick of living in that body. I'll think about meeting with you, butfor not for right now. You got school starting soon. Look under the bed in. She was eager to take every inch of me. “Mmmmm. That feels so good.” “Go slow like that.” “Fuck that feels good.” “Mmmmmmmm.” Carol’s moans of pleasure seemed louder outdoors. Her words of encouragement and need travelled through the trees and brush, and across the pond, surely alerting others to what we were doing. “Fuck me.” “A little faster.” “I love your cock.” “That feels so fucking good.” “Faster. Please. Faster.” “Oooooohhhhh. Mmmmmmmmm.” As I picked up the pace, Carol’s fingers clutched. Mark had met him a number of years before but he and I had been friends since high-school. Mark spotted, immediately after meeting him, that he was attracted to me. I knew he had been interested in me some years ago but nothing had come of it. Nothing happened for a number of years until very recently. Mark and I had gone out for a drink with him. Mark had said that I should ask my friend if he would be interested in joining us for some threesome action. I took the opportunity to ask him while.