But I had to be picky, since Tom was officially dead now, damn it!For some reason, whenever I 'time dived' and returned to my present, I always return...d to the point I departed. I was always within a second as near as I could figure. The AI informed me as I was speaking to it one day, that my older self had reasoned that since I had not yet personally lived past that point, I would return to that point and no farther.Yet, my future self had come back. Since he had lived that time, could I not. Her manner had suddenly changed into the sultry, smouldering one Laura had seen in her only after they had begun fucking. She wondered if Vondi had ever seen it, since until now Shavon seemed to have kept it under wraps."I want to see it," she breathed to Vondi, tracing an invisible line down Vondi's smooth black cheek with one sinuous forefinger, her dark eyes pulsing with unmistakable sex.A brief flicker of uncertainty passed across Vondi's striking green eyes, as if she had plunged too far. “My name is Morgan. If I may be of any further assistance, please notify Stephan, your waiter.” He said while handing out a wine list. Morgan bowed again, turned and headed to the front desk. I started to open my mouth but Aunt Jean was quicker.“I’m moving over here so I can see the wine list too.” She said as she moved around to my side of the booth. It was just wide enough to fit two people comfortably. Confused about Morgan’s welcoming statement, Aunt Jean sat down next to him and he dumbly. Roberts. I'll... uh... do what I can." Of course you will! Just follow her lead - and I'm sure that you twowill just have the best possible relationship and she'll learn so muchfrom you! Okay then, have fun wearing her frilly panties! Bye!" Okay. Bye."I hung up the phone and looked at Denise, who smiled from ear to ear."I _told_ you it would be okay," she said. "Now, how about this one?"Denise held out something impossibly small. It was nylon in bright neonblue with about two inches of lace at.