"It's Steve," he answered with a smile but not asking me for my name in reply. I didn't care in that moment. I sat back into the car and checked on my...sister - she slept tight - so I decided to better take her to the hotel first.I didn't thought about James maybe being mad at me. I stepped into the room with my half way asleep sister on the side of my arm. She slipped off her shoes and immediately fell down on the bed. James looked at me in silence - trying to read my mind. He looked mad - but. That obviously wouldn't work. Today's date worked me, and picking my current time of 1:15 a.m. was smart, because I'd be invisible in the dark when I got there. Which left only the year to decide on. And then I thought, okay, why not 1952?In History, we're studying the British Monarchy. Queen Elizabeth succeeded King George VI as the new monarch in 1952. Could I go back that far, I wondered? 48 years before I was even born? What a cool and scary idea!Nothing happened at first. And then. "Naked and with his dick glued to his belly, Joe opened up his sister'swardrobe and took out four black leather belts, each with silver bucklesthat matched his sister's Goth tastes - a skull, a Viking rune, askull-and-crossbones and a dragon's head. He strolled back to the bed.The bed had sturdy oak posts at each of it's corners. Joe roughlygrabbed his sister's left arm and wrapped one of the belts around herwrist, then tied the other end of the belt to the top-left bedpost. Hesecured her. It placed her a little closer to the guy she was talking to and he perked up and started talking faster. I watched Sharon over-exaggerate a laugh at one of his jokes and I turned back to Allen."So what are you doing these days?" I asked "Now that you've graduated?"He snorted."Bartending. Taking it easy. Mostly just being happy I graduated. Five years is too long." Well, you did change majors four times." Not everybody knows what they want to do on day one like you, Joe." I'm not so sure.