I had been lurking in the shadows of the wharfs of this old port city for months now. Life had not been completely uncomfortable during my wait. Month... before, I had found an old deserted pier with a ramshackle warehouse that was secure enough for me to use as a base of operations as well as a refuge from the sun. The docks alone held such a transit and busy population that I could feed as needed without having to take undue risks or worry about seriously harming anyone.So why was I stuck here,. It was such a strange feeling to have almost a full eight years of hard living under my belt and be standing in my old territory in the modern world only a few hours after I had disappeared. The conflicting timelines were heavy on my mind, but I tried to put a good face on it and smiled like I didn’t have a care in the world. Old faces that teased my memory looked at me like I was late for an appointment and I wanted to shout out, “I’ve been in fucking Gettysburg and marched with Sherman. After about ten minutes Helen asked me to keep an ear out for Sasha while she used the bathroom. Eight minutes later Bev was looking at my crotch and licking her lips. I got up and went inside and called up to Tyrone and told him to hurry down because I was going to need some help. In the background I could hear, "Oh yes, just like that" as Helen got off to her early start.Tyrone, Derek and two of the Mexicans came downstairs just as Bev took my cock in her mouth. I was pleased to see that Bev. I was having a great time, listening to one of the greatest bands in the world while cuddling the love of my life.Jen bent my head down, and bellowed into my ear."Do you think they'll crash the plane into the stage like they did at Earls Court?"I turned her head and shouted back."No, I think the Great Hall is too small for that." Pity!"'On The Run' was amazing, but my favourite then (and now) has to be 'The Great Gig in the Sky'.It was well past midnight when they finished.We cheered and.