Rewriting history was dangerous.“Then there’s me. I’m from the future, and I should be affected by changes to history too. But I’m not, becaus... of this.” He pulled up his shirt sleeve and showed me the gold bracelet he always wore. “This is a temporal shield. It’s what allows me to live in the past without causing a time loop of doom. I still remember my lifetime, living in the orphanage for eight years and so on, even though we’ve changed history so that never happened. I can never take off. Upon arriving, I parked next to several cars and looked over the sand dunes down to the water. About fifty people were in the area and all appeared naked. Nervous as hell, I stripped and grabbed my towel and bag as I walked calmly towards the beach. Several people looked up at me, but I stared straight ahead until I reached a shady grouping of trees where I sat on my towel. Through my sunglasses, my eyes shifted as I watched older guys and girls walk past me – all naked and some very hot. She responded immediately by sucking on my lips. We were kissing passionately now and were holding each other close. I tried to enter her mouth with my tongue and she obliged. We were French kissing fiercely now.I then moved down to her neck and gave her a series of soft bites which started turning her on. My left hand had moved up to her butt and my right hand was now on her boobs.I squeezed her softly and she moaned for the first time. This turned me on even more. I put both my hands inside. My wife said she was going to spend some time at her sister’s house. Her younger sister was having a party that weekend; she was involved with a black boyfriend. My sister-in-law had been trying to convince my wife to “go black” for some time, with no real results. Again, I thought nothing of it until I called her. I called for my wife on Saturday evening; to my surprise my sister-in-law answered the phone. I already knew that my wife went there wearing tight blue jeans with a sheer black.