" Feeling a little startled, Barry looked around and realized that everyone in the bar was moving again. There was nothing to indicate that anything u...usual had happened, not even the bartender, as he was busy serving other customers. However, as Barry got up to leave, the bartender did give him a faint smile and nod of the head. The rest of the way home, Barry couldn't stop thinking about what had happened at the bar. A part of him was sure that he had to have just imagined it all, or more. John, 42 single reasonable build with a great looking cut cock, shaved all bar a bit just above his cock. It was that picture that really got me hooked, that and the tag line “Knows what he wants, and likes it dirty”.After a couple of online chats John and I decided to meet at a pub just down the road from him, then if we decide we can take it further. A couple of drinks and a quick chat later we were soon on our way to his house. I’d worn my pink lacy boy short panties underneath my jeans in. The visor of the silver helmet regards you with its hidden eyes. ‘Are you injured?’ It’s a surprisingly youthful voice that echoes from within that visored helmet, so young as to almost sound like a woman’s voice. You give a strangled reply, but it becomes a shout of warning when you notice the lank, pale man leap onto your horse and cut it loose with a thin blade. He turns and spurs the traitorous animal with kicks and shouts and it smashes its way out of the grove through the undergrowth in. Her eyes darted towards the newspaper on the table in front of her. It looked ancient. She quickly scanned it, catching the name and date on the paper.LEAVENWORTH WEEKLYLEAVENWORTH, KANSAS, Thursday, June 20, 1872“President nomination: For President, Ulysses S Grant…” Perhaps the newspaper was just for a project they were doing. How did she suddenly go back 150 years? She had to best dreaming. But everything looked so real. Lara’s head started to spin. Where was she? As she heard Mary returning.