Chapter 11
"Oh, the things you kids learn in school today are just breathtaking," Nina 
giggled caressing Anita's invisible body. She almost jumped out of her bed 
when she dipped her hand down between Anita's thighs and instead of my cock 
found Anita's hairy mound. She yanked her hand away as if she had put it in 
a fire. Her face crinkled up as she tried to figure this out and then again 
her hand sneaked down between the soft thighs, again she found that she was 
holding a cunt in her hand but this time she didn't take her hand away. It 
stayed in place but I saw that her fingers trailed the length of Anita's 
pussy. Saw how she fumbled a little but without to much effort from her 
side I saw her finger sink in and though I couldn't see Anita's pussy I 
knew the feeling of it. A soft moan escaped Anita as Nina continued to 
slide her finger out and in in her cunt. I was a little taken aback when I 
saw that a second finger joined the first and another moan, this time a 
little louder, was heard. I saw on Nina's arm that Anita rocked back and 
forth in rhythm with her thrusting fingers.
Suddenly I saw that Nina was frantically waving her free hand. I stepped up 
to her and nudged her hand with mine. She reached further out and made 
contact with my hip and her hand tried to reach around me. I suddenly 
realized what she wanted and turned a little and took a step closer to her 
and finally she found what she had been seeking. My cock! She closed her 
fingers around my stiff cock and slowly she drew them along the length so 
softly that it almost as if it was touched by the wings of a butterfly. I 
stood perfectly still while Nina fingerfucked Anita and wanked me in 
rhythm.
The first time I took Anita on a trip I had first asked her if she wanted 
to in the invisible-mode or in the new 'unaltered' mode. She had chosen the 
invisible, of course, that was so much more exciting. I warned her about 
the side effects in form of the nausea and the blackout but it still took 
her by complete surprise when it happened.
"What don't we have to endure to satisfy our curiosity," she managed to say 
after a while. "Oh. I'm naked! Were are you? I can't see you."
"I'm here," I said and took a step in the direction from where her voice 
had come.
When she at the same time did the same we bumped into each other a little 
to hard and we both moaned a little.
"We have to be more careful or we're going to knock us unconscious, or how 
do you say it? I mean if I knock myself unconscious than I do it to myself, 
and the same goes for you. But if we both do it to ourselves as well as to 
the other one at the same time..."
She silenced because I had finally been able to locate her mouth and had 
put my lips over hers and with that I reached two goals; I got her to be 
quit and I got a hot kiss.
My hands soon found her breasts and found that they were the size of a 
fifteen year old girl and not the mature woman's breast that I had fondled 
only a few hours earlier.
Curiously I let my hand fall down between her thighs and I felt how she 
took a little step aside with one of her legs giving me free access to the 
surprisingly hairy hill of this fifteen year old girl.
Her hand did the same as mine had done and her hand closed around my cock. 
I almost felt the surprise and than curiosity when she found out that it 
was a couple of centimeters shorter and thinner than the cock she was used 
to. She tore her lips away.
"Oh, my god! We are young again!"
Her hand made my hand company on her cunt.
"Let me feel. Let me feel! Oh god." She giggled a little. "I wonder if I'm 
a virgin again?!"
I felt how she spread her lips apart and a finger separate from the other 
and a little fumbling movements.
"No, I'm not and thanks heaven for that. It would be terribly painful to 
fuck you than, not once, that I could live with, but every time!"
"Oh, so you think I'm going to fuck you now, do you?"
"Yes damn it! I'm not going to spoil this body with abstinence!" she 
laughed.
She sank down on the ground and drew me with her and I landed, quit 
properly, between her thighs and with my hands closed around the two 
pointy, almost hard, breasts I let her put my cock up against the entrance 
of her pussy. When I pressed my stiff cock against the opening she moaned 
and squirmed a little.
"Easy, easy, its not used to it. Not used to it but longing for it sooo 
much! Sooo much, my darling! Just as much as it did when the age was true. 
Just as much!"
It occurred to me that here I was, fucking my girlfriend more than a year 
before I fucked her for the first time!
This fuck didn't last long. The situation was new and the pussy that my 
cock was surrounded by was the tightest pussy I ever had felt. The fact 
that it seemed to work the length of my cock didn't help me to suppress the 
sensitivity in the cock-shaft and when Anita jerked her hips up in an 
eager, hungry way it became too much for me and the first hot load shot 
into the hungry depth of my girlfriends cunt and she answered with a wail 
and her fingers clutched my shoulders as her own orgasm shot through her 
body.
"Wow, was that something," she whispered when she had calmed down a little.
"Mhm," I agreed and with the muscles in my cock I made it jump in her and 
she giggled and pushed me away.
"Oh, no you don't play that trick on me. We have to get going. I'm to 
curious about this place, again. And I want to see Miss Nordstrom!"
To avoid coming from each other we walked the rather short distant to 
Nina's hand in hand. I got the key and slipped inside, still holding Anita 
by her hand. Nina sat on her coach listening to some classic music on the 
gramophone but had obviously heard the key in the lock and when we entered 
the room she was looking at the door with a smile on her lips.
"I'm home!" I called as I saw her and this widened her smile a little more.
Anita squeezed my hand rather hard, if it was because she was jealous or 
because she thought it was funny I don't know.
"Come over here and give me a kiss than," was the answer from Nina and I 
did just that, still holding my girlfriend by her hand. As revenge I could 
feel how she felt for my back and when she made contact her hand drifted 
down and pinched one of my ass-cheeks. I almost burst out in laugh at this 
but controlled myself. I didn't want to spoil Nina's surprise.
The kiss turned more and more eager, hotter and hotter and Nina's breath 
changed from the fresh toothpaste smelling breath to the more heavy smell 
of a woman in heat and when my hand found her breast and tried to pinch the 
nipple trough her blouse she ended the kiss and led me into the bedroom 
with Anita trailing by my other hand.
"I want to pretend that this is the first night," I said loud enough for 
Anita to hear, "and tie you up as the first time? Can I do that? Please 
Miss?" I begged in my best schoolboy voice.
"You know I cant deny you anything when you ask me so nicely," Nina 
giggled. She lay down on the bed, nude, stretched her arms up and waited 
for me to bind her to hand and foot.
As the first time she watched in fascination as the different pieces of 
clothes floated through the air and wound up around her wrists and the 
small of her legs.
After that I started the game from the first time. Teasing her mercilessly 
making her groan in frustration and moan in pleasure. After quit some time 
I felt around for Anita and she stepped up to me and I found her hand, lay 
it on my head and nodded. She got my drift because she disappeared and I 
could see the impressions of her knees on the mattress as she climbed up 
between her teacher's thighs. Nina's pussy-lips seemed to spread by 
themselves and squelching sounds emanated from between her thighs as a 
tongue lapped the sweet pussy and drew juices from it.
Soon Nina's moans changed into wailing cries as her orgasm hit her and her 
hips shook and her stomach seemed to cramp as she forced her pussy up 
against the lapping tongue.
When she fell back and closed her eyes and a content little smile played on 
her lips I could almost see lips kissing their way up the flat stomach up 
to her high breasts, force more stiffness out of the nipples and new moans 
out from dry lips and a horse throat. I saw lips that looked a little 
flattened as invisible lips closed on them.
I saw how Nina's arms was freed and how they started to reach down, 
searching for my cock, which of course wasn't there. I was a little 
surprised when her hands seemed to ignore the fact that a pair of tits was 
hanging down just above her chest, but figured that Anita had lifted her 
chest well free from the searching hands. And than Nina's hands found, not 
what she was looking for, but a hairy teenage pussy!
It was at this point that Nina almost jumped out off the bed. A short while 
later her hand was signaling for me to come closer and her fingers closed 
around my stiff cock.
She didn't rub my cock in earnest but only in a lazy way as if she wanted 
the feel of it but not much more. I understood a short while later as the 
familiar grunting shriek from Anita announced her orgasm and Nina's breasts 
flattened as a body fell down on them.
"Who? Who have you brought?" Nina asked turned in my direction.
"Oh. It's just one of your old students who wanted her revenge on you for 
all the meanness you put us through," I answered.
I immediately regretted my words because I forgot that my teacher had my 
cock in her hands! She clamped down on it with a vicious grip, almost. She 
stopped well before it would have hurt.
"Weeell, if I should dare a guess... Should I?" she asked a little 
hesitantly.
"Sure," I answered.
"Well. I know who you was in love with. I don't think any of the other 
girls... You did say that it was one of my students? Nice to meet you 
Anita. I think I have to have a word with your other teachers. You are a 
talented girl, well we all thought so anyway," she said proud of being able 
to deduce who had brought her to climax. "Robert, could you please untie my 
legs and Anita, please come up here so I can give you a hug."
We sat indian-style in the bed while the women caught up and talked. I sat 
so I had access to both of their bodies and my hands were idly stroking a 
breast here and a hip there. Nina was idly playing with my cock and what 
Anita was up to I could only imagine but I could here some suspicious 
sounds from between Nina's thighs and her hand's movements along my hard 
shaft became more frantic as the breath became more ragged and suddenly she 
fell down on the bed and with her grip still around my cock she drew it to 
her pussy and eagerly she put it against her wet opening. She forced her 
hips up and my cock inside.
"Do it! Fuck me!" she moaned.
I rolled on top of her and started to fuck her in long, deep thrusts. 
Suddenly I could feel Anita push at my head and then I could feel how she 
straddled Nina's head and I saw Nina's tongue sneak out and lick a length 
of pussy-slit invisible to me and Nina but very real to its owner because I 
heard a long, low moan as the tongue made contact with a clit.
It was a funny sight; a tongue licking empty air and moans and sighs 
emanating from thin air about a meter above the tongue. Muffled shrieks 
from Nina, dampened by a cunt that pressed against her lips and my groans 
accompanying the higher, thinner sounds from the women made it a symphony 
of love and hornyness. The smacking, lapping sounds lay underneath and 
added an accent to the air that started to smell of sex.
We fucked in a slow steady pace and I would pull my cock almost all the way 
out and then slowly, slowly let it sink into Nina's hot pussy.
Suddenly she took me by surprise. She reached up and cupped Anita's pussy 
and then she put her finger against my lips, prying them apart, and slipped 
the finger, wet by Anita's juices into my mouth. I tasted my girlfriend at 
the same time as my lover licked her pussy for all she was worth!
I just had to speed up my thrusts. I increased the force as well as the 
speed in my thrusts making Nina moan and cry. Throwing her head back 
against the pillow leaving Anita on her knees above her. Anita wouldn't 
have that. I could see that she was pulling Nina's head up again and 
probably she lowered herself down onto Nina's lips and tongue.
I pounded Nina's pussy harder and more forcefully than I had done before. 
Her breasts swayed by the shear force of my thrusts in her cunt and her 
nipples stood out, harder and bigger than I had ever seen them. I glued my 
lips around one and sucked it into my mouth, let my tongue lash the hard 
nipple and was rewarded by a new muffled cry and a pussy that started to 
pulsate around my cock. Harder and harder it squeezed it till it finally 
just stayed cramped around it and she shook all over as she came and I 
spurted my sperm into her while I was embedded in her as far in as I could 
come. Anita's shrill cry echoed as she joined our fulfillment.
"I repeat what I said earlier," Nina sighed when we lay on the bed side by 
side with Nina in the middle. "Oh, the things you kids learn in school 
today are just breathtaking."
Chapter 12
I completed my security installments and after that I went back to Fritz. I 
needed his advice and there was a question that nagged my memory and it 
needed an answer.
I was welcomed with open arms by the whole group, or was it family? They 
didn't want to hear anything about my troubles until we've had a light 
lunch and when I asked if they had any of that ham they served me last time 
I was double welcome. It turned out that Sabine, who was the only one that 
spoke French fluently had come up with the recipe after they had eaten it 
in a slightly different variety the first time. Sabine was the only one 
that had any contact with the people from the village and the difference in 
her pronunciation and the villagers she had blamed on the fact that she 
just had moved here with her husband, an invalid from the Crusades. This 
gave her, and him, a certain leeway to the fact that Fritz never was seen 
and that she seldom showed up in public.
The women talked about food and wine while we ate. I just hummed and nodded 
in agreement as most of it went way over my head. I know when something 
tastes good but to the why it does so I have only the vaguest idea.
Later, while the women did their tasks, Fritz and I had a moment to 
ourselves.
"You remember when you told me that I left a trace in the time-waves?"
"Mhm," he looked a little bewildered at me.
"Have you traced others?"
"Yes."
"How? Where?"
"You don't want to know. So far I have traced eight travelers. None of 
them, besides you, are nice people. They seem to get some sort of paranoia, 
megalomania from traveling and act as kings in their hideouts or what 
you'll like to call it."
"Well, for me it would be a safe-haven. A place were I could live with my 
family without any moral judgments. Were we could be how many women on 
every man, or men on every woman if that is what the women wants, as we 
please. And no one around to condemn it."
"Mhm, just my idea. I've suggested to my wives that we should bring in 
another man or a couple of them, but they absolutely reject it."
"Lucky you," I smiled.
"Have you found your place than?"
"No. Yes. Well there is an island just off the coast I've been thinking of. 
I just haven't had the time to check it out. It could as far as I know be 
connected to the mainland at the time I'm thinking of."
"What time is that?"
"A couple of hundred years AD."
"Well, I should have thought it was too cold to consider that."
"No, as a matter of fact the climate in Scandinavia at that time was 
subtropical."
"Oh. Just as it is here?"
"More or less, I guess. I haven't been there yet. That's part of why I came 
here today. To ask you to make the correct coordinates for me. I'm not 
sure, but I think that you have to take the, I don't know what you call it, 
when the land glide away from the coast."
"Mmm, escapes me at the moment, but I know what you mean. I don't think 
there was much of it so far up to the north, though. You could probably 
ignore it. Do you have a map with you? I'll tag along if you don't mind. 
I've got nothing to do and is a bit bored."
"Sure, why not? It would be nice to have some company and someone who can 
give an opinion before I show it to Anita and Nina."
"Your ladies?"
"Yes. You must have scouted a few places before you decided on this one?"
"Yes. I had, as you, a rough idea were I wanted to settle but it took me a 
couple of trips to find this one. Yours is, if I understand you correctly, 
much smaller?"
"Yes. You can easily cross it on foot in a couple of hours. My father took 
me there when I was a kid."
He told his wives were he was going and off we went.
As we stood outside of the Machine I just knew that this was the place. If 
Nina and Anita would be willing to move here with me.
"Nice. Very nice," Fritz mumbled as he let his eyes follow the soft curve 
of the shoreline.
"More so than I thought it would be. I saw it as it is about a thousand 
years later. Do you think its safe to look around?"
Fritz sniffed the air.
"I don't think there is anyone else here. I can't smell any smoke and it is 
my experience that whenever there is a human close by you can always smell 
the smoke. It is like a primal need to man to have a fire burning."
"Mhm. And being here I can see why. It's almost as if it needs a fire to be 
perfect," I laughed a little. "How did you build your house, that far away 
from your own time, which is your own time by the way?"
"Oh, I thought you already knew. I told you about my friend who went to war 
so nineteenthirty is my real time. The last time I was there was in thirty-
nine. It was ugly. I was so ashamed of what my country had turned into. And 
I couldn't rescue anyone!"
I glanced over at him at his outburst and I saw tears in his eyes. Sixty 
years ago and he still ached!
"But... You don't look a day older than me!" I exclaimed.
"I think that the aging mechanisms in our bodies slow down, they may well 
stop completely as far as I know, when you travel in the time."
"You mean that you - we, are immortal?"
"No. I don't think so. If we were exposed for an accident, a lethal one, 
I'm certain that we would die. But as long as we just travel and live our 
lives I think that we can keep on for quit some time."
"How did you manage to build your house, then?" I changed the subject. I 
had so many questions that I just had to ask them as soon as an opportunity 
showed.
"Oh, all it took was some time and planning. First of all you need a plan, 
not only for the material but also for the house itself. You can't add a 
room here and a room there. I don't think that heating will be more of a 
problem here than it is at "Die Freude", well we call it that," he glanced 
a little embarrassed at me.
"I can understand why," and I really could.
"Anyway. We built it more or less all by ourselves. It's not that 
difficult. All you have to do is plan it very well. Get the lumberyard to 
saw the boards to your specifications. For the groundwork you have to rent 
a small bulldozer. You only need it for one day and then you can use it as 
long as you want to. The benefit of time travels," he smiled. "I can help 
you with everything. And I think that at least Helga, Ela and Katja will 
help with the actual labor. They are very skilled with a hammer and they 
can even build a wall of bricks if you need one. Maybe for the chimney. But 
otherwise I think it should be wood only. Well insulated, of course. It's 
easier to build and easier to destroy if you have to. You never know," he 
added when he saw my worried expression. "As I told you. There are some 
very nasty men out there in The Time-dimension. And you wouldn't like to 
leave a trace to an invention that is a couple of hundred years away."
"Are they able to trace us the way you traced them?"
"I don't know. I hope not. I stumbled over the first trace quit by accident 
but once you've seen it there's no problem to follow it. Well a little. It 
is more or less as navigating at night."
"Well, lets hope that they are just as impossible with a map as I am."
Fritz just shrug his shoulders.
"Have you talked with your... ladies yet?
"No, I'm planning to. I just introduced them to each other."
"Oh. I take it that it went well, otherwise you wouldn't be here making 
plans, or?"
"Oh, the meeting went well. More than well as a matter of fact."
"Yes. There is something about time travel. It seems to increase your 
libido. Quit a bit."
We searched the area and when we reached the other side of the island we 
found the perfect place. It was the side that faced the mainland. There was 
a very steep slope and when I looked down it I saw very nasty looking rocks 
in the water which looked wild and angry. What made it perfect was that 
there was a thicket which would hide any light from being seen either it 
was from the sea or from land.
"This place is perfect. We could put the building there and there we can 
have the garden, do you think we can build a pool? It would be just 
perfect!"
"Yes. I think that you can build whatever you want to here. We have to 
scout at least the shore to make sure that there is no one there. Do you 
remember what people did to survive in these days?"
"Hunters and gatherers I think."
"Well then I don't think there'll be anyone around for quite some time yet. 
They were more or less nomads, or?"
"I think so. Unless they found a place with everything they could wish for. 
I know there were some fishing-tribes as well. We need to have a boat of 
some sort. That way we can patrol this area."
We walked the whole island, it was so big that it took almost the whole 
day. It was empty. There was a lot of wild life though and the amazing 
thing was that not any of the animals seemed to be frightened of us. They 
just looked curiously at us when we approached and sauntered away a meter 
or two if and when we came too close.
"I think you should get the approval of your women before we continue. When 
you have decided just let me know and I'll help you get your house built."
"Have you figured out anything about the anthropomorphic personification?" 
I asked on the way back to the Machine.
He laughed at the simile.
"That was a good one!"
"Yes. I'm rather proud of it myself," I laughed back.
"No, I haven't. I haven't even finished the Machine yet. That's the trouble 
with living in the past and the future at the same time. I always postpone 
things. You know that there's plenty of time."
When I was about to close the door to the Machine after saying good-bye to 
Fritz May came running out calling my name. I stopped and looked at her.
"Here, some of the ham you like so much," she said and handed me a parcel 
from which it rose a mouthwatering smell of smoked ham. I thanked her and 
before I closed the door to the Machine she interrupted me. "We women have 
been wanting to ask you and your ladies over for dinner. Are you doing 
anything special tomorrow?"
"Not that I now of."
"Well, you're welcome all three of you tomorrow then."
I thanked her knowing full well that it didn't matter if I had something to 
do tomorrow. I could always make it thanks to the Machine.
I called Anita and told her that I had a little surprise for her so I 
couldn't pick her up at her work. She was curious, of course and kept 
asking me for at least a clue to what the surprise was but finally she gave 
up and said that she would be home as soon as she could. I warned her that 
the surprise wasn't that much but she said that any surprise was a great 
surprise.
I had a salad and thick slices of the ham, bread and butter and a cold dark 
beer sitting on the table as she came home. More or less the same as I had 
been served at Fritz' place. She looked at the table and smiled a great 
smile.
"Yes, that certainly is a surprise! I didn't know that you could cook!"
I just smiled a weak smile.
"I told you it wasn't much. But I've got some news too."
"What? Tell me!"
"Later. After dinner. I don't want to spoil my master-work with talk. Sit 
down and enjoy your meal woman."
As she took the first bite of the ham her eyes widened a little and she 
looked at me while she slowly chewed the mouthful.
"That was some ham! I've never tasted anything like it. Were did you get 
it?"
"That's part of the news, so it'll have to wait till later."
She crossed her eyes in mockery, sighed a deep sigh and mumbled something.
"Don't talk with you mouth full, dear," I admonished her. This forced 
another impatient sigh out off her.
Finally we were full and Anita leaned back.
"Well, I must say that this was one of the more simple meals I've ever 
eaten, but," she interrupted when she saw me open my mouth to apologize. 
"But it was also one of the most delicious ones. That ham! Mmmmm. I could 
almost give up sex for it. Well, maybe for one night. No, not even for one 
night. What would I be willing to give up then?" She sat silent for a 
while. "I really don't know what I would be willing to give up but I would 
be willing to give up something."
I just laughed at her.
"So. How about the news you were going to tell me about?" she asked when we 
sat in the sofa and I had served her a cup of coffee.
"Well, I haven't told you this because first I didn't want to frighten you 
and then I forgot. A couple of days ago I was approached by someone who 
claimed too have invented a time machine too."
"And you believed it?"
"Yes. I even got to take a test-ride in it. On my own. It worked. 
Differently from the way my machine works though. When you travel in this 
machine you don't get invisible. You are solid and yourself when you arrive 
at your destination."
"So, what's the fun in that?"
"No fun. But it has its advantages. For instance, we could move in 
together. You me and Nina. In a different time. At a different place. In a 
time were no one would be around to see and disapprove. Wherever and 
whenever we want to live."
"Yes. That would be nice. To have Nina to talk to, sometimes you're just 
impossible you know."
"Who? Me?"
"Yes. You. Your such a chauvinist at times. And do you know what the worst 
part is?"
"No?"
"You don't even know it! That's what bachelor-life do to you. And 
celibacy!"
"Celibacy?!"
"Don't you even dare! Don't dare to start bragging about all the hearts 
you've broken!"
"I never..." I silenced as I saw that the corners of her mouth twitched as 
she tried to keep from laughing. "Hrm. I may as well tell you that many are 
the women, and girls, that yearn for me, not to speak of a certain part of 
me."
"I bet that part is yearning more than the girls do!"
Laughing I wrestled her down on her back on the sofa, it was easy since she 
cooperated, and kissed her.
"Anyhow," I continued after the kiss. "I want the both of you to come with 
me and look at a place I have seen, its absolutely beautiful."
"OK. When are we going to see Nina?"
I looked at her. Could I trace a little of anticipation in her voice? Yes, 
probably. She had been eager to "see" Nina only a couple of nights ago.
"Whenever."
"Tonight?"
"Sure. If that is what you want."
"Invisible?"
"If you want too."
"I think it would be best for this time. We might scare her if we turn up 
visible. Lets go and tell her!"
We put all the things away and then we took the short walk to my place 
where the Machine was.
At Nina's I punched the bell in the old "Shave and a haircut - three pence" 
melody before I put the key in the lock and let us in.
"Hi guys, you are here too Anita aren't you, I didn't expect you tonight," 
Nina greeted us when we came into the living-room.
"I didn't dare to let this - this jerk loose on his own in the waves of 
time. Who knows where he might end up," Anita made her presence known.
"I agree with you on that one. He isn't to be trusted."
"Hey, hey. Let me tell you ladies that I am the messenger of news that 
might change your lives forever," I protested.
"If so your awfully late," Nina laughed.
"Not for the first time. His notorious for lateness," Anita chimed in.
"Order ladies, order. Seriously. I have some great news."
I repeated the story I told Anita earlier for Nina.
"Oh, it sure sounds great, doesn't it? I can't believe what I am saying. 
Me, the middle-aged teacher, telling my pupils that I want to live with 
them, and not only that, be their partner in bed!"
"Middle-aged my ass," Anita exclaimed bluntly. "You should see me! I am 
middle-aged. Oh my god! I would be the oldest of us two if we move in 
together!"
"And another great piece of news. We are invited to a little party tomorrow 
night. No, no I wont tell you were only that we are going to go there in 
the new Machine."
"Oh my god!" Anita blurted out. "You're going to see the real me! The old 
one!"
"I'm sure that your just as beautiful in your early thirties that yoy were 
in your mid-teens, so don't worry," Nina consoled her.
"Yes, she is," I truthfully vouched.
Chapter 13
Before we went to Die Freude I took them both to the island that Fritz and 
I had looked at the day before.
"Oh. It's beautyful," Nina exclaimed.
I saw Anita bend down and take some soil in her hand, she squeezed it, 
smelled it and rubbed it between her fingers.
"Mm, fertile almost as if it is untouched."
"It is," I said and told them where we were and in what time. None of them 
seemed to react at the information. Maybe Nina had a little frown though.
As Fritz' wives all kissed me welcome I glanced over at Nina and Anita who 
looked more than a little pissed off and jealously at me and all the 
beautiful women. 
"Come in. Come in," they urged my two lovers who reluctantly followed them 
inside.
"Ah, forgive me for not welcoming you. I just had to put the finish touch 
to... Oh. Once again, forgive me. My name is Fritz and I think you've 
already met my wives," he repeated the presentation he had done when I came 
here the first time.
As soon as Fritz turned up Anita's and Nina's faces brightened a whole lot. 
I smiled inwardly at the realization that for a moment they had been 
jealous. Just after that I thought to myself how lucky I was that they 
seemed to go on so well together.
We stood and chatted while Sabine went out of the room and came back in 
with a tray with empty glasses on. They were not the usual kind of wine-
glasses. These were rather shallow in the glass-cup, high, thin stems on a 
foot. Fritz saw my looking at them.
"Special glasses for my home-country's whines. The wine of this time isn't 
anything for our palates. It's to sour, not ripe enough. The finer art of 
winering is more than a hundred years away so we get our wine from about 
your time." 
I watched as Sabine poured white wine from a green and long-necked bottle. 
She served us and we toasted. The wine was cool and a little acid.
We talked for a while before Sabine, again, invited us into the dining-
room.
"We'll serve fish today. I was down in the village today and the fisherman 
had just caught some fine pikes."
We had the pike without potatoes but with horseradish, melted butter and 
the same delicious bread that I had the previous times and some vegetables.
"You really miss the potatoes here. We have a stock of rice and different 
sorts of pasta and Fritz usually takes some potatoes back from his trips, 
when he remembers," she smiled forgiving at him.
"I know dear. I'm just too absent-minded."
After dinner we just sat around talking when I noticed that Anita was 
missing. I went out and looked for her. I didn't have to look far because 
she sat on the steps just outside the door. I sat beside her and lay my arm 
around her shoulders.
"It's so quiet here," she murmured. "Not a sound besides the occasional 
howl from an owl and some sounds that I can't make out what they are. And 
the stars! Look at them! They are so close! As if the whole planet have 
moved out to them!"
"So you wouldn't mind living like this?"
"Here? Don't you think that would be a little crowded?"
"No. No I don't mean here. Someplace like this. In another time. On  the 
island."
"Oh. I wouldn't mind. Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Yes. Maybe. I thought that Nina looked a little worried. I don't want to 
go anywhere without her."
"Neither do I," I assured her.
"And Chris. We must find a way to get Chris to come along as well. And a 
couple of more women, maybe a little younger than Chris, you would like 
that, wouldn't you?"
"Oho. I see. You want to try a young boy maybe? Anyone special?"
"No. Not for me, maybe Nina would..."
"What would I?" we heard Nina's voice from behind.
Anita moved closer to me and patted the empty space beside her and she sat 
down and Anita put her arm around her.
"Mm, it's been a nice evening," she murmured. "Oh, look at the stars! They 
are so bright... Of course it is all the light in the cities that..." she 
quieted and laughed a little embarrassed. "The eternal schoolteacher. What 
was it about me?" she asked after a while.
"Oh, we were talking about getting you a young boy as lover," Anita 
laughed, as she said that I remembered that first time I had fucked Nina 
and her sudden orgasm when she realized that I was just a boy, and when she 
found Anita, the girl Anita, in her bed instead of me.
"Talk for yourself!" Nina protested, almost halfhearted.
"I certainly would like to try one. If you don't mind, darling," she kissed 
me on the cheek and as an afterthought did the same to Nina.
I just shrugged my shoulders. What could I say? I must admit that the mere 
thought of my two beautiful lovers with some young boy wasn't that 
repulsive, on the contrary. None of the women said anything more about it.
After that we sat there for a while before Anita stood.
"No, we can't be impolite, lets get inside again."
I apologized when we again sat with our host and hostesses and told them 
that we just had to admire the stars and the silence. Anita told them about 
the sounds she heard.
"You know that there are wolves here, don't you?"
"No!"
"Oh, don't worry. They are usually harmless. Especially now when the woods 
are full of prey. And even when they are hungry they hesitate to attack a 
human. So, how did you like the island?" he changed the subject.
"Oh it was nice!" Anita said and I sighed a little sigh of relief, I 
thought I heard in her voice that she had made up her mind and that it was 
OK. "How about you Nina? Did you like it?"
"Yes, very much. There is something nagging my mind though, I just can't 
get my finger on what. Something that I as a teacher should know."
"Have you told them about the others?" Fritz asked me and I just shook my 
head.
"What others?" both Nina and Anita asked.
"Well there is eight more time-travelers that I know of. None of them is 
particularly pleasant. One, an Hungarian is almost OK. He have founded a 
little kingdom not far from here. In another time-zone of course. And he 
runs it quit fairly, one other like blood-sacrifices. Maybe he is the raw-
model for Dracula, Vlad Tepez, who knows, he lives in that part of Europe 
though. And the other are somewhere in between those two. I tell you this 
because I think it is good to be prepared, and that it is good to be on a 
place that is as safe as it can be. The island is rather ideal in that 
aspect."
"I can't see why or how. If I'm not mistaking me the Machine can go to any 
time?"
"Yes?"
"So, what stops someone from getting there by the Machine and not by boat 
or any other means?"
Fritz sat silence for a long time after that.
"So, we are not as safe as I thought we would be," he finally sighed.
"You could always build a couple of - escape-machines, hide them as closets 
or something," Nina suggested.
Fritz looked at her with admiration.
"How clever! Yes, we could..."
He was interrupted by Nina.
"Now I know! Now I know what it is that have been nagging me. I read a 
couple of years ago about an excavation on the island where they have made 
some findings that was dated by this carbon something method to be only a 
couple of years away, well there is some deviations in the method but it is 
rather reliable. And besides there is to be a big sea-battle a little 
further down south also in a couple of decades later, so..."
I sat stunned. My dreams crumbled. My Shangri-La taken away from me.
"I've been thinking some more. The best way to hide is as close to your 
familiar environment as possible. You blend easily in. You can choose a 
remote place of course, but as close to your own time as possible. There is 
another advantage too. You know the time and the practices the moral the 
fashion, everything, while the other must look out of place. Maybe just a 
little but definitively recognizable as an outsider if you know what you 
should look for."
I must admit that what she said was true. It was something that put my 
plans back a little though.
"We've already got one hide-out," Nina continued. "Our house. We could 
easily build some shelter in the basement, and when we find somewhere to 
live together we could leave everything to the bank to handle while I go on 
a around-the-world trip that lets me stay away for long times."
"Yes, in the early sixties such a journey would take at least a year."
"What do you mean?" Nina asked suspecting that Anita was making fun of her.
"You don't know but nowadays we have jets that fly all over the world in 
almost no time at all."
"Oh. I think I have to come over to your time and familiarize myself with 
it before I move over permanently."
"Oh yes! You could stay at my place and Robert could stay at his and work 
on his cleaver Machine!" Anita said half mocking half serious.
The Mrs Fritzes laughed at my expression and even Fritz had to laugh making 
me realize that I had been ridiculed and had to join the laughter.
Shortly thereafter we said our good-byes and left, not back to Nina's but 
back to my place and a walk over to Anita's place. We spent a very nice 
night in the bed the three of us and in the morning Nina went with Anita to 
her work. Her learning had begun.
Chapter 14
Suddenly my days had become very busy so when Anita told me that she had 
invited her, our, daughter over it was exactly what I least of all needed. 
Of course I knew that sooner or later I had to face it and tell Anita 
everything and after I'd told her all I could do was to keep my breath.
"I think it is time to introduce her to her father. Don't you think so?" 
Anita added as if she needed an excuse to have her own daughter over.
"Oh. Well. I leave it up to you to decide. What are you going to tell her?"
"That you are her father."
"Just like that?"
"Oh, I'll tell her that we met and I recognized you and... Well I don't 
know. All I know is that she has to know. We owe it to her. She have lived 
her life without a father and the sooner she learns to know him the 
better."
"Yes. Of course. I would love to meet her too."
"And now you will."
I was rather nervous while I waited for my daughter. I hadn't paid her any 
visit since I learned who she was and I still hadn't told Anita that I had 
fucked our daughter. I was too afraid of what it would do to our 
relationship.
Chris came around just after six o'clock. Her jeans was as tight over her 
ass as I remembered and the same baggy shirt hid her small breasts.
"Chris, I want you to meet Robert," Chris shook my hand and gave me a smile 
that was a little hesitant. "Robert is an old friend of mine. A very good, 
old friend."
We sat and just looked at each others for a while.
"Chris," Anita started, "there is something I have to tell you..."
"Yes?"
"Well, I don't think there's a right way to tell this kind of news. 
Robert's your father!"
"Oh."
She looked me over a little more carefully this time. I just sat there. 
Awkwardly. What do you say to a woman who just learned that she's your 
daughter? What is she supposed to say? And added to that a woman that you 
had fucked?
"Is he my really my father or is he going to be... You know... Stepfather."
"No, well I don't know about the latter, he is your real father and..."
"Mom, can I have a word alone with you?"
"I... I think I'll go for a walk while..."
"No!" Anita almost burst out. "No," she said a little calmer. "Come into 
the kitchen with me," she ordered Chris.
They disappeared and I could hear some heated discussion muffled by the 
door that was closed. After a while they came back and joined me.
"Sorry about that," Anita said. "I had to straighten some things out with 
your daughter," she shot Chris a look and a little nod.
"I - I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"What for?!"
"I was rude."
I could see that she wasn't far from crying, tears watered her eyes.
"No, no you were not. Surprised, yes, of course. Who wouldn't be. Meeting 
your father for the first time as a grown woman."
She gave me a weak smile and while we heard clattering of pans and plates 
from the kitchen we talked about nothing. Our embarrassing conversation 
thankfully ended when Anita called that dinner was ready.
"So, what do you think, didn't it go well?" Anita sad with a ironic smile 
after Chris had left.
"Awful and disastrous I would call it. I don't think she likes me and what 
I have to say is going to make me hated by the two women I would most of 
all be loved by. I've met her, Anita. A few weeks ago."
Anita looked unbelieving at me.
"What?"
"I saw her, saw how much she looked like you and..."
"No! You didn't?!"
"Sorry. Oh I'm so sorry. At the time I didn't know..."
My apologies were interrupted by Anita's laughter.
"Who haven't you fucked? Your own daughter! No wonder she doesn't like you! 
And you lied to me!" she suddenly looked very angry. "You lied to me!"
"I didn't know how I could tell you. I didn't know who she was at the 
time!"
She looked at me for so long that I started to squirm.
"No. I guess you didn't. But you should have told me."
"I never saw the two of you together."
"I showed you her photo, for heavens sake!"
"Yes. A photo. It made me wonder... but I couldn't be sure and what if I 
had been wrong?"
Of course I had recognized Chris at first glance but that lie I could live 
with.
"Well, I'm not totally convinced but I'm willing to believe you. Besides, I 
know how tempting it is to fuck someone when you're invisible. I lost 
control over at Nina's, do you say 'over at Nina's'? Shouldn't it be back 
at Nina's?"
I smiled a week smile at her attempt to lighten the mood.
"What about what you said about Chris not liking me?"
"Oh, she probably recognized you, not consciously but on a lower plane. 
There are things that you can't see directly that betrays a man. Smell. 
Movements. Phrases. Hairstyle. I could go on. Now she recognize her not 
only as the father that abandoned her mother and her but also as the man 
who used her and than abandoned her. Tossing her aside."
"Oh. You women certainly are something else, aren't you? It's a wonder that 
you ever believe us not to say trust us."
"Who says we do?" she gave me a haughty look.
"I'm lucky to have you than. To guide me in this ocean full of womanly 
reeves I otherwise would have run into."
At last she smiled.
"Yes, you are. And don't you forget it."
"I promise. If you want to I'm willing to make it easier for you to guide 
and supervise me."
"Oh. And how would you do that?"
"By marrying you. There's another benefit to that solution, it'll make you 
into a respectable woman!"
"Respectable?! Who said I want to be respectable? I want to go and see Nina 
as often as possible. I want to..."
"Will you marry me first?"
"No, but in between."
"Good. May I kiss my wife-to-be?"
She came over and sat in my lap. The kiss never was tender it started out 
as craving and continued from there into something that was beyond craving. 
Something we both knew only could be solved in bed. For the moment we 
stayed were we were and build on the heat. I kissed hear ear. Bit lightly 
in the ear-tip. Sucked her throat. I pushed down her blouse over her 
shoulders and kissed her shoulder. Unbuttoned the top buttons and kissed 
her between her uncovered breasts. Did the rest of the buttons and the 
blouse fell down exposing her breasts and her nipples who already was a 
little swollen in anticipation.
My hand slipped down to her waist and I let it stay there for a while only 
stroking her stomach with my thumbs. Than I loosened her belt, drew down 
the zipper in the side of her skirt lifted her up so it could slip down to 
her feet and drew her back down on my lap. Cupped her pussy outside her 
panties and the heat from it warmed the palm of my hand. I scratched the 
slit through the cloth and she giggled a little against my lips and her 
tongue made a twist and almost entangled with mine.
"I think it's time for bed now. I refuse to be the only one being nude in 
this congregation."
I stood with her in my arms moaned and pretended to stumble under her 
weight and she slapped my shoulder.
"If you're implying that I'm too fat you better let me down now and stay on 
the sofa for the night, just remember you'll be unable to sleep on your 
stomach."
I laughed a little and kissed her lightly mumbling something about her 
never being too fat for me which rendered me another slap and a little 
laughter.
We lay facing each other and my hand caressed the smooth, warm skin and she 
pressed her breasts against my chest. Rubbed them a little against it and 
when I cupped her butt and squeezed it and drew her in against my hardon I 
could feel her quiver and rotate her hips a little to get a little better 
feeling of my cock. She withdrew a little. Snaked down her hand between us 
and took my cock in a firm, yet soft, grip and rubbed it along her fat 
pussylips, prying them apart with the tip of the head. Whimpered a little 
when they didn't spread fast enough. Let go of my cock pressed against her 
closed pussy and with her fingers she opened herself up for me. Pushed her 
hips forward and pressed my cock inside and I helped her by pressing my 
hips against her making my cock slip halfway inside her.
She rolled me over on my back and started to ride me in a slow rhythm. 
Rocking a little when she was as deep down as she could come. Rotating her 
hips when she had my cock just inside the entrance to her cunt.
"Does your proposing-thing mean that I can have your cock whenever I want 
it?" she panted.
"Yes. Anytime," I panted in response.
"Anywhere?"
"Anywhere. Anytime. Anyway."
"Oh the three most thrilling A:s I've ever heard. I think that is all a 
girl could ask for," was the last she managed before she fell down on my 
chest. Her hips pumped frantically and I just rose my hips making it easier 
for her to work her hot pussy up and down my cockshaft.
"Oh god... I'm going to... You can propose to me every day... Oh yesss," 
she hissed as her pussy cramped around my cock and drew the orgasm out off 
me as well and while she milked my spasming cock with her soft cunt-muscles 
my cock made it's best to fill her to the brim.
She slowly rolled off me and reached over tracing her fingers slowly along 
the length of my cock. Stopped to rub her thumb over the mushroomed head. I 
almost drew back. My cock was too tender after our fuck to be fondled.
"I don't know," she said, "but I've been thinking about Chris and you. I'm 
not all that happy with what you did to her, but one thing I do know and 
that is the frustrating feeling of not meeting you again. In the capacity 
of lover, that is. I know I longed and yearned I could have done anything 
to get you to come back." She quieted and just lay there stroking my tender 
cock.
"Sooo?" I finally had to ask.
She jumped a little, being torn from her thoughts.
"Oh. Yes. Maybe you should maintain your relationship with her, and the 
other girl as well. I've talked it over with Nina, well, not exactly talked 
it over, more mentioned in passing that you might have more lovers than 
just us two. She just laughed and said that she hoped you had and that it 
was OK with her as long as you came back to her afterwards. That is how I 
feel too, at least about Chris."
"And you would like to be there?" I asked softly.
"No! Well, maybe... I don't know. Don't put nasty thoughts in my head, will 
you? I've got plenty enough of them myself! OK! I'll be there. Sometimes. 
Not every time. But once in a while. Just to enjoy her... enjoyment. But 
before that I have an idea that I would like to try out. If you don't 
mind?"
"Your word is my command, my love."
Chapter 15
I thought about what Anita had said the other day, about me keeping up my 
relationship with the two other women, while I scurried through time in 
search for a place for me and my two wives, I had already started to think 
about them in that term. I had discussed the location with Nina and Anita 
and we had agreed that it had to be either a desolate place way out in the 
country, or a place in a rather big village and that's were I found it. On 
the outskirts of a small town there were a not too large house that looked 
ideal and best of all empty.
I drove into the center of the town in search for a bank were I could ask 
about it. It turned out that it had been empty for more than a year and 
that the agent had more or less given up on it. It wasn't in a good state 
and needed a lot of work before it would be habitable. I got the address to 
the agent and drove over to him straight away. He was delighted that a 
possible client turned up in his office. He gave me the keys and told me to 
return them whenever I had time.
Before I went back to the house I went and fetched Nina and together we 
went and picked up Anita.
Anyone who ever have been on a house-inspection with a woman knows what I 
had to endure, if you double the stream of words and ideas that floated in 
an constant stream from them. The criticism was murderous and when I sighed 
and told them that I would keep on looking for a place they both looked at 
me as if I was totally out of my mind. This place was just perfect! There 
was enough room for our family to expand and the garden was sooo big and 
maybe we could by some of the land that was around it and... That was it. 
We had found our safeheaven!
When we again sat in Nina's livingroom they kept on planning the house. All 
I was interested in just now was how we would finance it. It had to be paid 
in full at once and neither of us had any means in that time. After I had 
got the attention of the women I explained my concerns and after that there 
was silence.
"Couldn't you play the Lotto or something?" Nina asked.
"I don't think that would work."
"You don't know that, or?"
"No. I don't. But..." I thought about it for a moment. Maybe it wasn't such 
a bad idea after all. Time didn't care what we did with it so why should 
the economics do, or Miss Fortune for that matter, not that I needed her in 
this matter, all I had to do was find an appropriate week, when the winning 
was high and then do my bet. I decided to at least try it.
Anita and I spent the night with Nina and in the morning I went back and 
found a week were I could do my betting. Believe it or not but this was the 
first time I ever played on anything but the stockmarket.
After I had done my task I decided that I should take Anita on her words 
and visit Irene. In my invisible state.
I rapped on her door till she finally opened it slightly and peeked out.
"Who is it?" she asked when she couldn't see anyone.
"Me," I said in my half-whisper.
"Oh. Come in. I've got some great news."
I watched her tight ass descend down the hallway, and so did the rest of 
her of course, but all I saw was that cute butt wriggling away. I could 
already feel my cock twitch in anticipation, till I remembered what she 
just said. Maybe the 'good news' was not good news for me.
"Do you want anything to drink? Eat?" she asked when she stood in the 
middle of her livingroom.
"No, thank you. I don't need anything in this form," I answered truthfully.
"Oh. You are a ghost then?"
"No, I'm not a ghost!" I laughed a little. "Just an ordinary guy."
"Ordinary my... Well, anyhow it's nice to see you again - or not. Seeing 
you I mean."
"You too."
"You may kiss me," she informed matter-of-factly.
I walked over to her and did as she had - ordered - asked. Her arms wrapped 
around my neck as soon as I took her in my arms and her eager tongue found 
mine. Soon her breathing became heavier and she pulled away.
"Enough of this, for a while," she smiled at me with her arms still around 
my neck and her head thrown back so she could 'look' me in the eyes. "First 
the news. Tommy and I are going to get married!"
I congratulated her and asked when the big day was.
"The twenty-second of June. It's the day after his vacation starts. Then we 
are off on our honeymoon, to the Canary Islands! Two weeks!"
"That sounds great. I'm so happy that it turned out OK for the two of you. 
Did he like it... You know..."
"Liked it!? He loved it!!!" she giggled. "Thank you for being the first. 
Can I ask you a favor?" she asked a little shyly.
"Just name it."
"Could - could you come to my wedding?"
"Oh. Of course I can, but what good would that do? You can't see me and..."
"No. No, you don't understand. I want you to 'cum' on my wedding. Not on my 
wedding day, on my wedding."
"Do you mean that..."
"Yes! The wedding night I want to spend with my husband but my wedding I 
want your spend in me!"
I almost could feel my cheeks blush as her words sank in.
"Do you..."
"Yes! I want you to... Well in lack of better words, fuck me just before I 
walk down the isle!"
I had to laugh a little at her eagerness and she punched me on my arm, not 
too hard though, and frowned her eyebrows in mock anger.
"Will you? Please?" she begged.
"Oh, OK. Were will I meet you? I'm not that familiar with churches. I don't 
think I've been in one since... Well, I can't remember," I didn't want to 
spoil the moment by telling her about my mother's funeral.
"I could sort of make a mark on a door and when you get there you let me 
know and than I'll make my way to the place and open the door for you, we 
can't have people believe that there are ghosts in the church, do we. They  
may call the vicar to perform an exorcism and heaven knows where you would 
end up in that case," she laughed, stood on tip-toes and kissed me again. 
"Oh, I can't wait," she breathed as our lips parted.
"Well, you have to, it's almost a month..."
"No, silly, not that. For you to take me to bed."
I did that. On the way she shed her clothes and they trailed behind us as 
they landed on the floor. She jumped up on the bed and stretched her arms 
out for me.
I stood for a while and admired her young body. Looking at it didn't do my 
cock any good even if it had been hard from the moment she crept into my 
arms it now almost blew all the blood vessels there were in it.
I lay down beside her and she turned immediately to me and offered me her 
lips and once again our lips locked together and while our tongues played 
with each other my hands strayed down and cupped a firm breast with a very 
hard nipple on it. Her breath catched as I tweaked the hard nipple between 
my fingers. I repeated this action on the other breast even if it was hard 
to get to it since it was hidden between our bodies but she turned a little 
and I held another lovely little globe, well it wasn't a globe, it's shape 
was more that of a cone with an upturn at the top.
My hand slowly pressed against her firm stomach with my fingers pointing 
downwards, ready for the ultimate goal and soon I could feel the coarse 
hair on her fat pussy-hill rustle against them. Slowly I let my fingers 
follow the slope down to were the thick pussy-lips closed over the entrance 
to her tight cuntal tunnel. A finger slipped easily past the guarding lips 
and dipped into the wetness.
"Am I wet?" she whispered with laughter in her voice.
"A little," I whispered back.
"Good. I like it like that."
"Mmmmme tooo."
"Good then we have at least one thing in common."
Her hand strayed down to my rampant cock.
"And here's another thing that we soon will share. And it's hard. So hard. 
So smooth and so bare!"
She lifted her leg over my hip widening herself for me and she bent my cock 
down till it bumped against the finger that slowly slipped out and than 
back in in slow motions while her hips moved a little to meet my finger. By 
flicking two of the fingers that till now had been holding my cock against 
my inserted finger she made it clear that she was all ready for me. I 
withdrew my finger but kept my hand cupped over her pussy and only left so 
much space between my fingers so there was room enough for my cock to glide 
in a little in her tight pussy. A little annoyed she pushed my hand away.
"No," she hissed. "No, I want it now! I need it now! Please."
I smiled a little at her eager hornyness and even if she couldn't see it 
she must have felt it.
"Pussy-tease," she muttered.
"What? What is a pussy-tease?"
"You know what a cock-tease is so the opposite must be a pussy-tease."
"I'm nothing of the sort," I protested.
"Of course you are. Here you come waving your invisible cock in the air 
making every girl frustrated."
"So, you are frustrated?" I asked.
"I was. Until now," she sighed as my cock made its way deeper into her cunt 
and she wiggled her hips contentedly.
With a little moan she rolled over on her back and drew me with her. She 
locked her legs around my hips and lifted herself up, mashing her soft lips 
against my pubic-bone. I held her tightly in my arms and the only thing 
that moved were our lower bodies and ribcages while we slowly fucked and 
our breath became more and more labored till it was impossible for either 
of us to hold back our climaxes any longer and with a unison cry of 
fulfillment we came. My cock twitching and jumping in its close confinement 
and her pussy squeezing and vibrating in rhythm with my spasmodic sperm-
pumping cock.
We fell asleep like that, with me still on top of her and my cock deep in 
her tight pussy. During our sleep I must have rolled off her because when I 
woke up in the morning my cock was still wet with our combined spendings so 
it couldn't have been long since it slipped out. It was nice to wake up 
with Irene's breath tickling my neck.
When I turned my head to lock at the clock to see what time it was she woke 
up. For a short while she looked lost but when she realized that I still 
was there with her she smiled happily and gave me a soft kiss on my lips.
"Good morning, love," she whispered.
"Mmm, and a good morning to you to my lovely," I whispered back.
"What time is it?"
"Almost eight o'clock."
"Good then we have time for a quicky. First a shower though."
She rolled over me and stood by the side of the bed looking at the 
impression my body did in the mattress.
"Are you coming?"
"Sure," I groaned and followed her to the bathroom.
While she let the water run so the heat would warm up the cold pipes she 
rummaged in the bathroom cabinet.
"Here. I knew I had one in spare," she said triumphantly and presented me a 
toothbrush.
I put it on the sink and stepped into the shower behind her. She lifted her 
face up and let the warm water stream over it and when her hair was wet she 
reached for the bottle of shampoo and took a step aside, letting me into 
the middle of the stream of warm water. When I turned to get wet all over I 
saw her looking at me with wide eyes.
"What?"
"Oh, your beautiful!" she breathed. "Your shimmering! Like a rainbow but in 
silver and gold and blue!"
I looked down my body and sure enough, it was shimmering in a mercury 
colored aura that outlined my body.
"Oh," I exclaimed in surprise. This was the first time I had seen this 
phenomenon.
With her hair all lathered up she gripped the soap and she covered my body 
with rich amounts of lather and giggled happily as my body became almost 
visible. Tentatively she looked at my face.
"Close your eyes. I want to see how you look like."
Obediently I did as she asked.
"Are they closed? Good."
I felt her soft hands carefully cover my face with lather and then she was 
silent and still for a moment.
"Done. You can rinse now."
When I had rinsed all the soap off my body and face I stepped out of the 
shower cabin.
"Disappointed?" I asked as I dried myself.
"Oh no. Never! I think I could really like your face. Your body. You. It 
would be so easy to fall in love with you. Too easy."
She stepped out and in silence she dried herself and with the hair still a 
little wet she fumbled for my hand and when she found it she led me back 
into the bedroom and pushed me down on the bed. She lay over me covering my 
body with hers. Doing nothing to indicate that she wanted to fuck, she just 
held me with her arms around my neck and her face resting on my chest.
"No. I must... It's almost time for work. Do you mind if we don't..."
"No, darling. I don't mind at all. Thank you," I mumbled softly grateful 
for the unspoken declaration of love.
"Thank you," she whispered back. She lifted her face and smiled at me. Was 
there a little tear in the corner of her eyes?
"Don't forget," she said as we parted outside her door. "Don't forget the 
twenty-second."
"I'm looking forward to it."
I told Anita all about it when I came back to her.
"I'm happy for the both of you," she said delighted. She was silent for a 
while. "Are you sure that she want's you to... fuck her in church? You 
haven't misunderstood her, have you? No," she corrected herself with a 
thoughtful frown on her nose. "No, of course that is what she wants. Oh can 
I come? Please? Let me come with you! Please, please."
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