"I know we can't go back in time, but I still like it when you call me 'Freckles'."I grinned, immediately feeling much more at ease. "Help me clean up... Freckles?"She smiled brilliantly. "You're a dream come true."Cassidy actually freaked out a bit in the bathroom when she saw the purplish bruise on my lower torso, and the scrapes up the back of my left arm. I shrugged them off as nothing serious, "Basketball injuries" as I put them.Cassidy raised her eyebrows questioningly at me, clearly seeing. ” Jean said as my cock twitched again in her hands.Jean moaned again as I moved my hands down to her hairy bush, only to find one of Nancy’s hands already there. As I lathered up Jean’s pubic hair with one hand as Nancy continued to probe her pussy with two fingers. My other hand went back to one of Jean’s breasts and I pulled on her erect nipple. Jean moaned again and Nancy brought her free hand around and began pulled and pinching Jean’s other nipple. Jean started whimpering and moaning and. I don’t kill humans and haven’t killed any beings from another world, planes of existence, or wherever they exist. I’m not about to start. I think it is what keeps me grounded.”“You’re a good man, David,” Amelia said.Back at Chrissy’s house, I went into Chrissy’s mom’s office and sat in the chair I used when I visited. I didn’t say anything, just sat. I let those in the room get uncomfortable before I got up to head home.“David,” Chrissy’s mom said as I opened the door. “I did have my team. If they were a bit more experienced, they could have nudged my back wheel easily. I don’t know what their car had started out being, but now it was a convertible with carbon fiber panels and a muffler that made it sound like a cat hacking up a furball each time they hit the gas. When they tired of being on my ass, they came up beside me to try to push me off onto the side of the road.I finally had enough, so I reached over to get a hold on the passenger door handle, got my feet loose from the.