Rendezvous
Copyright© 2017 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 11
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Oh Well. Shit happens.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft Consensual Drunk/Drugged Heterosexual School Western Science Fiction Aliens Time Travel non-anthro First Oral Sex
Hairy
Remember the first time you saw yourself in a mirror? Probably not. How about the first time you were cognizant?
Who da fuck is that?
I’d been saying that ... or thinking it ... since I could think.
Reflections in a plate glass window? Who da fuck is that? Walking past a big mirror? Who da fuck is that? Oh sure I knew ... I was still surprised. The reflection wasn’t anybody I wanted to know. That guy was the total opposite of how I pictured myself.
But ... the first time I saw new myself reflected in a still pond? I meant it.
Who da fuck is that?
I mean ... I knew I was big now ... but I wasn’t prepared for six foot eight. Aren’t Indians short? The Apaches ... ah ... I get it ... the Apache were historically short but in Ohio, amateur excavations of Indian burial mounds tell of many skeletons being exhumed that measured 6.5-8 feet in length. Truth be told, professional anthropologists doubt the accounts ... because there were no trained excavators or certified professionals on site to keep the records in control. But then, all excavations unaccompanied by published professionals have always been suspect ... at least in the minds of those who propound the “accepted” (mainstream) theories.
Casting back, I realized my wives were inordinately tall ... even though their shoulders fit nicely under me arm pits. Were we outsiders? Probably not ... the majority of the men were tall ... not as tall as I but much taller than I, as a white man, had been led to believe. Just another Hmmm.
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