She and my wife went inside the kitchen for chit chat. It was a festival environment and everyone in the village was very happy. I went to the room to...take some rest as it was a seating journey and was tired.I slept for a few hours whereas my wife was busy chatting with her mother and sister of city life and usually women chat. I woke up around 10 am and my wife served me tea. She asked me to take a shower and cautioned that the bathroom lock is broken.I removed all my clothes and wrapped a. Now at sixteen you couldn’t guess that she was anything other than a slightly tomboyish teenage girl. She looked like a girl, dressed like a girl, and even smelled like a girl. She pretty much *was* a girl in every way except for what she had between her legs. A lot of people seem to think that’s the only place that counts, but living with Cassie has taught me that its what’s in your head that really matters.It was a little strange growing up with her, but I pretty much got used to the fact. " But." A strange disturbance in the other reality has occurred." What happened?" Space time pushed back, it found a gap in itself and closed it. She has no life to return to." But we've done so many trips, nothing has ever gone wrong." For short periods only, a day at most. Apparently it is not safe to be away for long. Or perhaps there are other things at work. I hate to say this but we are dabbling in things we don't really understand." What about her starting a new life back there?" I. ’ (At least that’s what I think she said, you know, because of the mouthful of cum.) This new Amanda was full of surprises. When we last had a conversation about it, probably more than ten years ago, she’d told that she felt disconnected to me when I did that and that the experience was too objective for her. It made her feel like I could be jerking off in anyone’s mouth – or even a piece of tissue. Though I was surprised that she wanted a new mouthful of cum in addition to the one she’d been.