He wasn’t all sweaty and manly-scented. He smelled clean, almost powdery and he’d changed his clothes (or gotten dressed, I should say, as my las... glimpse of him was of his bare-naked body). “That’s a good girl,” he cooed and nuzzled his face in my hair as he carried me out of my room and down the hallway the bathroom. As he carried me, I felt one of his hands reach to my butt and a finger start searching around down there. “Your pussy’s still full of my spunk,” he said, as he lowered me to. Your thoughts and dreams and passions I felt through my whole body and soul. I had to know you. I had to get close to you, Elspeth."Your room is a Time Portal, Elspeth. You felt it, I know. You left vestiges of your essence, the very thoughts, and sensibility you were realizing as you spent time in the room. I had no idea that it was so. I simply ran across it by sheer serendipity. It was a happy accident."You see, I'm a Time Tourist. In the future, we have solved the physics that is involved. I asked her about my situation of living, should I continue living in my room or will I be able to be with Mustafa. Of course you will keep this room until your "marriage". After that, Baba decided that the "Great Room" will be your home together. So far, it has been used as a guest room for tourists and family visitors.I think you will like it she continues, it´s a big room with bed, a small table with two chairs, TV, a corner with floor cushions and a small bathroom. So you have your private. A need for water and aspirin is immediately apparent, but hasty movements are out of the question as well. Better to ease into a hangover. I stretch my body out and that’s when I become aware that I’m not alone in bed, as my foot finds skin behind me. Dammit. Drew. Quickly replaying the end of the previous night through my head: did I do anything stupid? He walked me home, a quick and relatively tame makeout session before we tumbled into bed and then we both crashed out. This is now the third.