But from what I could tell there was nothing known about the craft, well not as far I could tell.So how could I know about this thing called a televis...on? It had to come from somewhere? Then I realised that the information could only have come from the real mind of the person whose body I was now in. So I was sharing a body now not just living in the body. This made things more difficult.I had to concentrate on this to try to access whatever was in this persons mind; there was a scroll in my. I told her that I planned to jump back to 1943 and enlist as David Smith. That was the only way I could think of to cover myself for the anticipated FBI probe. She was appalled, but agreed that the trip was necessary. I pointed out that, since I was immortal, the three years or so that I spent in the Army were trivial. Furthermore, if I jumped back right now and returned to this same time, she would never notice that I had been missing. She had to agree with that, too, so she gave her blessing. "Are you crazy!" Jimmy hissed as Mrs Shelby moved out of ear-shot. "I was this close to cumming." He held his thumb and index finger and inch apart to demonstrate how near he'd come in front of Paul's smirking face."You got me into this," he said, tucking his cock back in his shorts with difficulty and zipping up. "And I'm taking you further... besides, this gives me a chance to do something I've always wanted to do." Which is?" Jimmy asked, tucking himself away delicately, afraid that too much. The team in black, Iwas guessing this was Northampton, had just scored the first Try of thematch against a team in mostly white. By the ticker at the bottom ofthe screen I was guessing this was Bath.?What can I get ya love?? The red head behind the bar must have beenin her mid-forties and even though she was busy she offered me a smile.?Can I get a Guinness? And a menu???Sure thing.? And then she was gone.I settled onto a stool and watched the match. It looked close butNorthampton appeared.