Now, i am tired too, i have been walking for 20 minutes, carrying my love. But i am glad to see Geetha’s serene face.I see something, something like...a house, I stand there with shock!! Is this magic or what? I see a tree house, a fucking tree house. A tree house in this jungle what could be more magical about this night. Though it’s dark, i can barely see anything. But i am sure it’s a tree house. I step close to it. It seems very old, like it has been abandoned for years. Though we don’t have. Bill was still balls deep in my butt, but he was rested on me as I came down from my high."Oh, baby. That was nice. Thanks for letting me ride it home. God it was good. This is the best you ever felt inside me." I said, hardly able to contain my happiness."I need to get mine now, OK Care? Are you ready for me?" Bill asked."Baby, go for it. Fuck me good. Have you ever heard me say that so much? Fuck me." I moaned at him.Bill sat up on his elbows a little and began to pump away at me.God, he felt. "Coral?" I asked during a moment of silence."Sid?" She responded, cocking her head to look at me."How much of your future selves do you borrow, to be the precocious girl you are?" Its not like that, really." She answered. "Since the day I first touched a future, I became the me I met, almost. Not quite, but almost we are one person. With every new me I meet, its the same. I am now dozens and dozens of Corals, almost. My reactions, outside of being the me you know, are slightly insulated,. . sometimes we have a kinky side that needs to be explored I guess.I also must admit that I've always had a fantasy of watching my wife have sex with another man, though I never thought I would end up helping to set up such an encounter. Nor did I ever in my wildest fantasies think that it would end up being as an extreme a situation as which was about to unfold . . . more than even I could imagine. So here I am to unfold the story, in which my dear wife Jayne because of some ill timed mistakes.