Though it turned out it was my close future that caused the quakes in mytimeline. It was my future self that grieved for my parents. He hadtraveled to...the past just like that monstrous thing of my far future hadbeen doing.His actions caused a split, a new path, growing out of my timeline. He hadsaved my parents by warning them, yet his actions brought only temporaryrelief. Soon my parent's destiny caught up and they died again. I couldsee the timeline branching out as time and time again my. I was crap. I didnt know the first thing about tennis but I tried my damndest to win. After the match, George excused himself doing an Oscar winning portrayal of a man trying to pretend he had a meeting and left Rocco and Ezio to take care of me for the evening. Within twenty minutes, Rocco and Ezio already had me up in their penthouse suite and on the couch half naked. They were kissing me all over, grabbing at me, massaging me all over. They both would take turns deep soul kissing me and they. I loved feeling her big tits pressed against my chest & I’d even let my hand drift a bit over her butt when I hugged her to let her know that I didn’t mind her, Archana would never mind of our harmless flirtations.Now I was more keen to ensure that she would be fit again. Next day as I was waiting at the massage centre, I heard a sweet voice – I’m Neha, rachanas therapist for the treatment,” she said. It sounded as if she was dropping pearls as she spoke, like each syllable were a caramel. Her. It was really big just like how I dreamed it to be. She took off her school tie and placed it on the desk next to us. She then paused for a moment,“Don’t stop,” I told her. She smiled at me.She slowly unbuttoned her shirt from the bottom and I could see her bra being visible. She unbuttoned the shirt but didn’t take it off.“Is this enough?” she asked me.“Removing that thing which is covering it,” I told her pointing towards her bra. I couldn’t literally use the word bra.She put her hands behind.