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"Then where and when is she from?" I asked stunned at the revelation. Things and events had suddenly got a lot more confusing and complicated. "Kira has never told us exactly where she was from other than it wasn't system local," he said as he looked at me, "She first arrived here in early 4042 and the only thing sleeping she has ever told us is that she was born in the year 6897. You see, Harry, she is as much an incredible mystery to us as she was to you back in your time." We both turned to look at the Time Machine. The year 6897. I was stunned. She wasn't from this time after all. She was from much further away. Nearly three thousand years into the future in the Sixty-ninth century. Now I understood why people reacted the way they did whenever they were around her. She was not only a time traveler to me but a time traveler to them as well. To the people of this time lingerie she was someone really special too. "But haven't you tried reproducing this thing?" I asked, "You know, retro-engineering it or something. Taken it apart to see what makes it tick." Dako San sighed. "Oh, don't think we haven't tried," he said, "But Kira told us that the machine only responds to her and no one else. Watch," he said as he stepped towards the ship and reached forward with his right hand to touch it. Suddenly, an opaque cross-hatched electrical field of some sort encircled the time machine preventing him from getting any closer, "Nothing can penetrate this shield. Better, smarter men, women, and aliens than I have tried. The ship appears inextricably linked to its pilot in some way. Kira warned us that even if we removed the machine and took it someplace else, even off-world, it would automatically return to her when she called for it. Everything you see here," he said, indicating all the technology in the room, "Is dedicated to teen observing the time machine." "Did you ask her when time travel would be a thing?" I asked him. The man laughed. "Oh yes," he sighed, "That was probably one of the very first questions we asked her along with why she was here. She just sat there and smiled at us before telling everyone in the room that we would all be long gone before even the initial theoretical physics and mechanics would be thought possible. A couple of thousand years would be my guess." My red hair is neatly arrayed about me; it cascades down the pink satin pillow and beneath my shoulders. Some kind of 80s tune filled the car, as Nicole relaxed back into her seat. For these last few days on cloud nine. Feeling guilty and slightly embarrassed at what she may be thinking, I try to shift to move my hand down by my side and off her bottom but can’t. Feeling me fidget she then tries to shift position and I’m now convinced she must think I’m a pervert and stroking her bottom. After we had all checked the house, we were gathered in the living room. Ohh that’s good! Kate and Liz were sitting in the kitchen waiting for them. She was already wet inside. My eyes catch Nicole’s. She quickly looks away. He didn’t look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to tear her clothes off and go down on her. “It was so good! Ash held onto her brother and cried into his shirt, begging for his forgiveness. That girl has some special freak powers.” We set off for the airport with me wearing only shoes and my favourite summer dress. My brother and I have worked for Eddie for almost a year now and, while a little lewd and creepy at times, I couldn’t believe he would even think about something as over the top as what he just told me. While settling in, James soon decided to try out the local skating scene. He shuddered against her as she spoke, slid a second finger inside her and sank them deep. As the feelings continued to build, she teen threw head back and almost lost her balance. "Don't you have fun with us?" “Hmmm, not all of them, at least I don’t think so. Filled with her own lust, she moved with sleeping his motion. “Please, Sir, may I lick my daughters’ pussies?” “Fuck you, Bruce. lingerie She was very confused, so she called Kim to come over.