His hair was growing as I watched,over his ears and down around his shoulders. It got lighter as it gotlonger. By the time it stopped, his dark brow... hair was a golden blonde.He moaned again. Should I call him a he? _She_ certainly didn't looklike one. Anyway, she moaned. She got a funny sort of smile on her face,and she sort of slid down till she was lying on the ground on her back.I got a look at her ass; nice and round. She was packing.She moaned some more and spread her legs wide. I was on my second date with this girl when an attractive, older woman (I'm guessing she was late 20's or early 30's)approached us in the park. She was wearing a short yellow dress with a floral print. It was low cut and showed off her nice tan small cleavage. She was wearing a big gold necklace that matched her earrings. She had big Sandy blonde hair with brown eyes. She had on lots of make up, which was common in the mid 80's. At first, my girl and I thought the question was for her. I looked. I grabbed my vibrator, turned it on, and fucked myself on the chaise lounge. I moved it in and out of my bald pussy. “Oh God, that feels so good. Oh Jesus!” I fucked myself hard and fast and looked over to Walter and his friends, who were now all looking at me fuck myself. They were just staring at me with their mouth's opened and walked a little closer to me. “Do you like what you see, gentlemen?” “Jesus, you’re the hottest woman on the planet. Do you need any help there, Virginia?” . ”Rebecca hurried to catch up. “Causal what?”Leda chuckled again. “The Rebecca you encountered in 2014 was an earlier version of you. Since you made the trip back independently, you experienced it in your own frame of reference, independent of your other self.” She laughed, drawing Rebecca against her for a hug as they walked. “It is so counter-intuitive as to make your head want to explode, I know. I’m not a mathematician; one could explain it better, I imagine. But mathematicians once proved.