”I could hear the sneer in his voice again. It seemed we had someone in our midst who needed to shore up his self-image by putting other people down...I saw Ginnie stiffen slightly and make as if to respond. Instead, she held my gaze. “Is that Thomas Mann you are reading?” Nodding towards my book.“Yes, it’s one of my set books.”She was slightly startled. “You’re reading that for O Level?”I gave her a slightly embarrassed smile. “No, for A level.”“Goodness.” She gave me a closer inspection,. "How come the future you was able to bring through something he had placed in the 'between' for storage, but you can't bring anything through that he placed into storage?"Now, this was a very good question."It has to do with my perception of the time line I am in. I need a connection to the item placed in the 'between'. While my future self had no problems with hauling out what he had placed in the 'between'; I can't do the same, because I have not lived the time he has accumulated, nor did I. And he couldn’t resort to his favorite ‘weapons’. His love for Roberta was so strong that Randolf wasn’t interested to cheat her with other women. He wanted to go until the end to see where or what she was able to do with him, and he hoped the end of the story was with him nailing the hot dancer.That day finally came when Roberta whispered at his ear after they left the movie theater in a date.“Today, you will get what you’re looking for”Randolf couldn’t hide how happy he was as his girlfriend. "Mom? Karen?" I no longer wanted to call her Mom. She looked up. There was no objection to my familiarity. Well, I'd soon find out where her resistance levels were. I walked up to my mom and placed my arms around her waist."Karen," I said. "I don't care if you're my mother. I don't care about the age difference." I moved my hands from her waist to her hips. I felt her muscles tense slightly and then relax. "I'm just glad you're so beautiful. I really want you." I reached up and thumbed a nipple.