Cleaning Up - Cover

Cleaning Up

Copyright© 2007 by RitalinUnderdose

Chapter 2

Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Frank Risotto, a sanitation worker in Menlo Park, NJ, drives a state of the art, automated compacter bodied garbage truck. Frank is driving his route one day and in a blink finds himself in 1876. 19th century Menlo Park is a dirty place and Frank is just the man to clean it up.

Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Time Travel   Humor   Masturbation  

Frank woke to the cool touch of a damp cloth at his forehead.

The gentleman was looking down at him with a worried look on his face while a woman, swaddled with uncomfortable looking, hot clothes, wiped his brow. "Is he alright, Mary?" he kept asking.

Mary didn't say anything but shook her head and stalked away to a nearby house. Edison offered a hand to Frank and said, "You have had quite a shock, I expect."

Frank got up, still shaky and admitted it wasn't his best day.

Edison invited Frank into the house for tea and immediately started asking questions, barely waiting for answers. Frank finally held up his hand and said, "Look, I don't know any more about what happened than you do, maybe less! I was minding my own business doing my route and WHAM I'm here." He lapsed into silence and sat, shaking his head.

"I must know what you know of the future, my good fellow," Edison entreated. "I can help you, employ you."

"I have a job, big guy, I'm a Sanitation Worker." Frank slumped and said, "Well, I have a job about 130 years from now, anyway.

"Look, I need to get my head together. Does this place have bars, yet?"

After some dialog to establish just what Frank meant by bars, Edison offered to take him to the nearby Lighthouse Tavern. The tavern was a short walk, although the street had a fair amount of litter in it. There was a large pile of rubbish outside the door to the tavern, with flies buzzing about. They quaffed an ale while Frank contemplated the difference between quaffing an ale and hoisting a brew.

"The way I see it, I'm maybe stuck here forever." Frank saw Edison bristling and added, "Not that it isn't nice and all, but the Yankees were having a good season! I'll miss everything!"

 
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