" Tom thought to himself."I'm a grown man. How can I keep letting her treat me this way?"Tom almost felt like an errant child. Princess Dee was acting...like anauthoritative parent demanding to see his report card and threatening totake away his favorite toy for bad grades. What was next; restriction?Tom almost chuckled at that thought. It sounded like a good role-playthat he could see acting out during one of his web-cam sessions someday.But then reality hit him in the face again as it dawned on. Lauren was as tight and juicy as a high school cheerleader doing the quarterback in the back seat of his car. Despite the fact that this mother of two had just been fucked, she felt as tight as a teenybopper. “Um, that’s good,” he told her. He lifted her sweater above her breasts and watched her tits jiggle as she bounced on his cock. “Now, rub your clit and make me cum!” he ordered.It was Lauren’s turn to moan and groan as Peter urged her on. She rode his cock, in an almost endless orgasm, as. Then "me" was gone, just like that. So what was I supposed to do? I was prepared to come to the rescue of my computer, but it had already been done, apparently. No, what scared me was the fact that when I back-timed, there was no need for me to go back.Time had been changed.That left me wondering what the outcome was going to be! How had it changed? Well, I had apparently back-timed already, and had captured the two before they had a chance to steal the computer; which had caused me to. He would arrive by car before the weekend. Yes, Chuck now had his own car, earned through summer jobs and his father's assistance. From her mother's description, it sounded a bit like Randall's old Toyota but she was sure her parents wouldn't let him drive anything dangerous.Terry, her sister, would be entering her senior year at high school and hadn't yet decided on which college she would attend. Despite her tomboy ways and erratic disposition, she was a very bright student and likely to earn.