The man’s eyes narrowed, and Bini felt a shiver of fear slid down his back. He found his eyes locked onto by the navigator. He couldn’t look away....“Where is he?” the man asked again tightly.Bindi found the answer was on his tongue and he bit it to try and stop it escaping his mouth. The intense sharp pain broke the lock, and he was able to look down. He was panting hard and could taste the blood in his mouth. “I don’t know.”The man pulled out a baton from his side, and Bindi found it under his. We guessed - but it was only a guess - that was because we most often linked with 'near' parallel dimensions, and their similarities to ours included déjà vu timings.The timing of successive déjà vu's didn't seem to depend on whether the first one was early or late. If one déjà vu was 'late', the next would arrive after the usual nine to fourteen days, rather than with a shorter gap because of the first one's lateness, not like buses arriving at a bus stop.The déjà vu's lasted quite a long. Maybe Dan didn’t deem it a restaurant dish before.’ ‘I sometimes forget that you remember, like, literally everything,’ Katie was talking about my near perfect eidetic memory ‘which is really ironic, I know.’ We chatted and joked around through dinner. By the time we finished dinner, the bar area had more people in it than the dining room, and most of the people in the dining room were not dinner guests. We decided to get some drinks and hang out, since neither one of us had anything to do.. Or at least passable enough in a slutty way.My hair is long for a boy but just short enough to pass for a short hair girl if combed out enough and slightly flipped. I'm ready to try playing with boy pussy. My bedroom has a long mirror on the closet door perfect for watching myself.Getting down on all fours and pulling my panties slightly down I look into the mirror. I look hot. I look ready for sex. I put my fingers in the Vaseline jar to lube them up and then started to rub my ass and pussy.