As I see it, there isn’t much either one of us can do.” Said Farty Jimbo. “You should go down there to the Plaza and check out the Grassy Knoll....��“Maybe I will” said Tuesday, “I’ll be back in 1998 soon.”“I’m making a Southwestern-style ass hair meatloaf. I was just about to dry shave my ass when you called.” Replied Farty Jimbo“All right. I’ll let you go. Buy a couple thousand shares of Intel and a bunch of Microsoft.” Tuesday Wells hung up and didn’t see Farty Jimbo again until 1998.Farty Jimbo. I didn't understand it, but that seemed to be the situation I was in.The Allen residence was a nice one, in a upper-middle classneighbourhood. Along the way, my new mother took the time to show meseveral places to help "jog" my memory, as they all believed that wasthe reason why I couldn't remember Allison's past.One of the stops we made was the school Allison attended, but we werenot able to go in. So we pulled into the driveway of "our" house. Sheled me inside, and gave me a tour. We were. I'd even programmeda few defensive spells that would be triggered when they tried to bringhim in front of the council.He'd resist and protest his innocence and do it quite well and with adegree of arrogance that would tick the women on the council off. Butthere'd be a few gaps in his memory, some things he should know butdidn't. I did though.It went almost exactly like I'd planned. They were sure Frederick waslying and that he was really me and despite his protests pronouncedsentence. They. " Yeah, but in my mind someone else is feeling it." Jane's?"He shrugged, saying, "Any hand will do," while looking me in the eye. Then he stepped closer and reached for my dong."When in Rome,” I stuttered, reaching back for his member. "I think you mean Athens," he said (presumably referring to our stereotypically Greek outfits) and leaning in to me.He tilted his head up (he was a few inches shorter than me) and started kissing me. Call me naive, but I hadn't seen that coming.I'd hardely ever.