I didn't move into my past, but rather my mother's. She was ten years old at the time. I wasn't even a twinkle in my daddy's eye then. I haven't told ...ou, Denise, but I've also visited the future along with a couple more visits in the past. I think I was correct about red-shifting into the past and blue-shifting into the future. I noted the shifts in the character of the light that engulfs me just before my consciousness leaves my body for a journey." Interesting," Denise commented. "Are your. Finally, Melora was up next. She stepped up to the front of the stage. She smiled at me, but for the first time I could see she was nervous. It was a big moment in her life.“This is Melora, eighteen years old. She is pure, as all our girls are of course,” said he auctioneer, “Very busty as you can see, very sexy girl, I’m sure you’ll agree.”I smiled at Melora again.“One hundred thousand?” the auctioneer looked straight to me. I guess she knew who had connected well during the little five minute. " I'm looking forward to it." Me too; want to wash me and then I'll wash you?"I grabbed the bottle of Satin soap and used the soap to massage her breasts. We'd showered together that morning so we didn't need to wash everything, but Satin soap was what doctors used and should kill just about any bacteria on the skin.Once I finished Lindz got down on her knees and almost reverently washed my balls."It's nothing personal," she murmured. "I just want you to be bigger." Hey, I thought you liked my. Around the corner walked the dark-skinned stud, in tight jeans and t-shirt looking so young and virile, dark eyes flashing, white teeth cutting the gathering dark."Juan, nice to see you again," Anna said, starting to stand up from the couch."No, please, Mrs. Wilson, just sit, relax," he said calmly as he walked to her and she noticed the thick bulge in his jeans. "Let me do all the work, you just enjoy..."He stood behind her as she sat, massaging her slender, bare shoulders, his long, strong.