Author: Honey Moon Title: Time Push Keywords: scifi, time-travel, interracial, impregnation, romance Summary: Barbara-Anne Barrister was a normal 19 year old from the first half of the 20th century. While on her way to break off her engagement to a gambling suitor, the unthinkable happens! For reasons beyond the young blonde's understanding, she's hurled 66 years into the future! This child of 1941 must then rearrange her whole mindset when she meets the handsome African American who developed the means of her sudden timetrip. Can she shake the beliefs of her backward time and find true love? Time Push By Honey Moon Barbara-Anne Barrister wasn't lost. She just wished she were. Babs kicked off her heels, and pressed her stocking clad foot harder on the accelerator. Even with the Studebaker's windows all open the added speed didn't do much to ease the sweltering heat. "He promised!" she muttered, pulling at the dress clinging to her damp skin. "No more gambling! He swore it!" Now here she was driving through the desert trying to find a place called El Rancho Vegas! Robert had called late last night demanding she bring her engagement ring. He needed it to make good his bets. She should have known something was wrong! He had been so eager to go ever since the place opened three months ago. She should have read the papers! The El Rancho had gaming tables! The nineteen-year-old blonde sighed. Last night she had told him that the wedding was off! He was stunned when she went on to say she never wanted to see him again! It shamed her to think of even telling a lie about flushing the ring down the toilet! Babs had cried for hours before calming down enough to start driving first thing this morning. He'd get his ring along with a piece of her mind, and that was it! Thank goodness she hadn't married him already! "Marry in haste, repent in leisure! That's what mommy used to say, God rest her gentle soul." Babs pushed the Studebaker to still greater speed. After a few more miles of empty desert, Babs had a problem to keep her mind off of the heat. It was a problem growing more pronounced by every passing second. "Oh gosh! I can't stand it any more!" The young woman moaned and wriggled as she drove. Not a service station in sight. In fact, she hadn't seen any sort of a building in almost an hour. "I have to tinkle!" she cried out to the uncaring desert. There was no other option. Slowing down, she pulled the Studebaker off the road. Babs hadn't seen a car all morning, but her sense of modesty made her carefully drive nearly a half-mile out onto the desert floor. Still in her stocking feet, the pretty blonde scrambled from the automobile. In frantic haste she pulled the hem of her dress up and tucked it under her chin. "Nobody can possibly see me!" she reassured herself as she squatted behind the car. "Nobody will ever know!" There was no time for anything but crudeness. Hooking her fingers into the material of her panties, she roughly pulled the plain white cotton aside. She felt so ashamed of herself! In broad daylight, she was going tinkle outside! At least she was trying too! It was nearly a minute before the first trickle burst forth. "Oh goodness!" she gasped. It felt ever so good to empty her distended bladder! Her pee-pee hissed into the sand. Babs whimpered. Never having tried this before, she wasn't expecting any trouble. Wouldn't you know a wind finally made its way across the hot sand? The sudden gust added with inexperience worked against her. The mortified blonde couldn't help soaking her right foot and her lower leg with hot golden water. The sand stuck uncomfortably to her wet foot as she climbed back into the car. Just as she pressed the clutch and eased it into first gear, a clap of thunder nearly deafened her. "Golly, what's that?" she shouted in surprise as a beautiful golden glow enveloped her and the car. "System destabilizing!" Leon Edwards yelled over the sound of straining generators. "Scan focus point beginning to waver!" "Leon, I'm getting a confirmed shift in gravity!" His research assistant Mike Fuji sounded stunned. "I'm measuring an actual change in gravitational force!" "Can you recalibrate?" "Negative! It's changing too fast! Gravity at .95 normal now! .88, .77! Gravity is at half Earth normal at the test site!" There was a whine and clatter as a hard drive failed. "Oh shit! I just lost the navigational software!" Mike pounded uselessly on his keyboard. "The guidance computer crashed! I'm talking total blue screen of death! The system's running without coordinates!" Not now! The test mass had started to fade! It actually winked out of existence for a fraction of a second! The push had worked! The mass had entered hyperspace! Without any navigational lock there was no way to effect its relocation. The return of the test mass was heralded by sound of screaming metal. "Oh hell! Generator two is gone! Abort! I'm shutting it all down!" Leon slapped at the emergency cutoff, and ended mankind's first attempt at matter relocation through hyperspace. At least he thought everything was ended. His eyes opened wide registering a change on the monitor screen. The test mass was moving! Somehow, the rusted hulk of the 1940 Studebaker Commander had begun to roll. Roll nothing! The car took off like a bat out of hell! He watched in stunned silence as the battered wreck bounced its way over the desert sand. Battered? The spotlights were reflecting back almost mirror brilliant from the suddenly high gloss wax job! "Stop that car!" Babs screamed! The sun was gone! It just winked out like a busted light bulb! Searchlights blinded her as she wrestled to get the car around the building she hadn't noticed before and back to the road. She didn't know what was going on! All she knew was she had to get out of this place! "It was the heat! I must have passed out or something!" she murmured as she regained the road. Was it even the same one she had been traveling? It was smoother, and much wider then she remembered. Heaver traveled, too. Dr. Edwards felt ice form in his heart. He didn't understand what was happening. He did know they had to recover that car! Mike pulled up in the Lab's Hummer. "Drive!" Leon bellowed, as he flung himself into the passenger side. "Don't let it out of your sight!" Mike floored it. "Our car can't run. I pulled the battery, and drained all the fluids. Even if the engine was in one piece, it's impossible for it to start." "I know!" Leon couldn't believe what he was seeing as the gap closed between the vehicles. "Look at the license plate!" he gasped. Forgetting himself he sat up taller and banged his shaved head against the hummer's ceiling panel. "Oh my God! This can't be!" Mike was rapidly closing in now. "License plate?" He looked more carefully. "Oh yeah. That thing's an antique!" He seemed to stifle a laugh. "Leon! We have to stop that car!" Babs saw a flicker of light, and realized something big was following her! "Oh no!" she wailed. "I didn't do anything!" she cried, as the large truck thing grew closer. She could see light ahead. She didn't know what was so bright on the horizon, but she felt that was were she would find safety! She never had a chance. Something must have happened when she drove over the sand. With a bang, a tire blew. Once again Babs ended up off the road. The big yellow truck kicked sand wildly, as it came to rest blocking her possible escape. She started to cry when a huge Negro and a Japanese man rushed out of the truck. "Spies! You're spies for the Japs!" she whimpered, before passing out. "What the hell? Did she just call me a Jap? What a bitch!" "Never mind that now!" Leon scooped up the unconscious woman, and deposited her in the passenger seat of the Hummer. "I only hope that no 'Good Samaritan' reports this as a car-jacking! Have the car towed back to the lab, then meet me at my apartment." Mike scratched his head in though, a slight but knowing smile on his face. Reaching into the vehicle, he pulled out the girl's purse. He cleared his throat. "Leon, did what I think happened, really happen?" "We'll know for sure when Goldilocks wakes up." The doctor took a long look at the vintage auto. "I can't prove it yet, but I think that's the same car. The same car years earlier in it's timeline!" Babs woke up with a start. Her heart raced when she realized that the big Negro man was driving her somewhere. "I, I won't tell on you, uncle." She said quietly, trying to sound calm and collected. "Don't you know how much trouble you'd be in, for kidnapping a white woman?" "I understand why you're talking like this Miss. I don't really blame you, but listen to me now." He looked her right in the eyes. "You're safe. I'm not going to hurt you, but don't you ever call me uncle again! Understand?" Even in the darkened vehicle, Babs could see he was telling the truth. "Gosh, you're sure an uppity nigger." She whispered. He pounded a massive hand on the steering wheel, and took a route he had intended to avoid at all costs. "Close your mouth and listen to me! My name is DOCTOR Leon Edwards. You may call me Dr. Edwards, or Leon. If I hear uncle or nigger from you again, I'll drop you off right here and let you figure this out by yourself!" Babs looked out the window to see where here was. What she saw made no sense! "The, the Eiffel T-Tower?" she stammered as they drove past the familiar French landmark. She'd never traveled before but recognized it from newsreels about Paris. The confused woman was glued to the window. There were so many people walking the streets. The way some of the women were dressed was downright shameful! After a few moments she saw something that chilled her soul. "What is this place?" she screamed as she stared at the Statue of Liberty! "Where am I? This is all wrong!" "Miss, calm down!" Her driver grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "You're safe! You aren't hurt." "I'm crazy!" she wrestled her hand from his, and covered her eyes. "I'm insane! Unc, um, Doctor Edwards, I, I'm seeing things! The heat must have addled my brain!" "Oh shit! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done this! I let my anger get the better of me!" his voice lowered and he continued in much milder tone. "You aren't crazy, I promise you that. Tell me, what's today's date? "July twelfth. Don't you know that?" "You forgot the year." "Okay. July twelfth, 1941! Don't you look at the papers?" "There's no easy way to break this to you, so I'll just come out and say it. Today's date is June twenty-eight, 2007." He paused a moment. "I'm very sorry, but you happen to be the first human being in history to travel through time!" Babs was about to call him a liar, but the words died in her throat. Everything was so different! The automobiles looked like something out of the funny pages. She heard a roaring, and looked up. A flying machine lifted up from behind a nearby building. The big fan sprouting out of the top somehow made it look like a huge glass and metal dragonfly! The people were what really drew her attention. How could civilized folks dress like that? While Dr. Edwards waited for the traffic signal to change, she saw something really eye opening! Babs blushed deeply when she saw a busty fair skinned redhead kiss a Negro man. Right out in the streets too! Nobody even batted an eye even though the trollop wasn't wearing anything under the tight black undershirt she wore! The easy-girl's chest was very nearly as large as her own! How could she walk around letting them jiggle and sway like that? The woman must be a harlot! When the couple crossed the street, Babs just had to look away. The undershirt had printing on it. The redheaded tramp was actually walking around with the word BITCH written across her bouncing bosoms in large golden letters! "Sixty-six?" she finally stammered. "I'm sixty-six years in the future?" She gasped, as she thought about Robert. He was twenty-two. That meant, if he was even still alive now, he would be eighty-eight! "He's an old man!" she blurted out. She started to laugh. The laughter had an edge of desperation to it, and Babs soon found she couldn't stop. "He's old! He's old! I really can't marry him now!" She finally stopped when she felt a stinging blow against her cheek. "You slapped me!" she said in total shock. "I'm sorry Miss. You were getting hysterical." He took a deep breath. "Are you ok now?" Surprisingly, she was. "Babs." She said quietly. "If I can call you Leon, then you can call me Babs." She held out her hand and his soon engulfed it. His grip had strength, but also a gentleness that somehow didn't go with its huge size. She asked the question that scared her most. "Will, will I be able to go home?" His hand gave hers a little extra squeeze. "Babs I'll be honest. I just don't know. This was never supposed to happen." He pulled the truck into a parking lot. "This is where I live. You can stay here until I figure this all out." Leon got out of the car and circled around to her side. He opened her door and once more took her hand. "You don't have to worry Babs. I would never do anything to harm you." She let him hand her out of the truck. She felt an almost electric shock. Her heart made a little thump when she stood next to him. All her life Babs thought she was too tall. At five foot nine in stocking feet, she always felt gawky around other people. She had often wished she could have been petite like mommy was. Leon towered over her! He must be nearly seven feet tall! He wasn't skinny either. He had the physique a prizefighter! Stocking feet? Her mind flashed back to her own problems "Oh my!" Babs blushed. "I, I lost my shoes! I think they're in the car!" It wasn't laughter now. Babs looked down at her dirty sandy feet, and started to cry. "My stockings are ruined!" "Hey, hey! Take it easy, kid! I'm sure Mike will find them. Even if he doesn't, I'll buy you a new pair. Stockings too, ok?" Babs wiped her eyes. "I'm not a kid! I'm nineteen, so there!" She looked up at his smiling face and felt a tiny smile form on hers. "Thank you, Leon. I'm being silly, aren't I?" "Not at all Babs." He led her across the lot towards the tall building. "You're scared, with every right to be. I just want you to know that you're safe now. Whatever happens, you're safe. Understand me?" "Yes Leon. Thank you." When they stepped into the elevator, Babs was surprised to see it was empty. "Where's the operator?" she asked while eyeing the panel full of numbered buttons. "Would you like to work it?" Leon asked with a grin. "Push the button marked six." The blonde pressed the proper button and giggled when the car began to rise. "Going up! Haberdashery, sixth floor!" For the first time all day Babs found herself in a good mood. "I always wanted to do that!" She held her hand at the ready. "How do I know where to stop it?" "It's automatic, Babs." A bell chimed and the doors opened. "See? Floor to floor service at the touch of a button." "Golly, that's clever!" When they reached a door at the end of the corridor she spotted a lighted button. "Is, um, is that a doorbell, or is it how you open the door?" "It's just a doorbell." It was obvious he was trying hard not to laugh. "Things haven't been automated that much!" The curious young woman gave Leon's living room an apprising look. It was clearly a bachelor's home but Leon seemed to make an effort to keep it clean and tidy. She glanced down at the interesting glass topped table before her. "Oh, goodness!" Babs felt her face grow flush. "Sports Illustrated? Leon, what sport requires women to stand around almost naked?" She read on. "Swimsuit issue? That's a swimsuit? Why if I had a swimsuit like that people would see my, um, uh, never mind!" Leon dove at the magazine and rolled it up like a tube. "I'm very sorry about that. I guess fashions gave changed a bit since your day." He shoved the rolled up publication behind the sofa. "I have something you'll like!" He picked up a small rectangular box, and pointed it at a shiny black featureless window. "Do you know what this is?" he asked, as the nearly five foot wide window lit up. "That's a television machine!" Babs was astounded to see images of people moving and talking. All in vivid color! It looked so real! Equipment like that most have cost dearly. With a screen that huge, Leon must have paid nearly one hundred dollars! He must be wealthy! "I saw one at the Worlds Fair when I was in New York two years ago!" A sad look briefly crossed her face. "That was just before mommy passed away." "Oh, I'm sorry Babs." He pressed a button on the rectangle and the screen went dark. "That's alright, Leon. I like remembering our trip. We had a jolly good time!" She smiled shyly. "You can show me your machine. I'm very interested." "It's not really the plasma screen I wanted to show you." He manipulated the rectangle again, and the screen turned blue. Babs hardly had time to wonder what the words "INPUT LINE 1" meant, before he picked up a second button-studded rectangle. "I have something you may like watching. Mike gave it to me. He thinks I should get more musicals in my life." Babs watched Leon insert a shiny disk about five inches across into a box on the base of the television machine. Some kind of warning about the FBI appeared before the young woman finally saw something that truly delighted her. "The Wizard of Oz!" she squealed as she read the title. "That thing is a moving picture phonograph? Can I really watch a picture in your home?" "Hey, I like that!" Leon laughed. "Moving picture phonographs are quite common these days." The doorbell rang. "Here, you enjoy the film. That's probably Mike. I need to talk with him." He held up his huge hand after starting the picture playing. "One, Mike isn't any kind of a spy. Two, the war you left behind ended decades ago. Before you ask, yes, we won. Lastly three. Please don't go calling Mike a Jap!" Babs sighed. "It seems I deserved that." She lowered her eyes. "Leon, I'm very sorry I offended you before. Can you ever forgive me?" "You're a nice girl, Babs." He smiled. "I know you didn't mean any harm." He put his hand on her shoulder, and gave a gentle squeeze. "Consider yourself forgiven." The startled woman watched quietly as Leon let his friend in. His hand on her shoulder had started her heart pounding! She could sense the sheer strength of him even though the touch was very soft. A tiny shiver ran down her spine. Although she loved the Land of Oz with all her heart, she couldn't keep her mind on the picture. "Hello Michael." She finally said as the smaller man entered the room. Her eyes lit up. "My shoes and purse! Thank you so very much!" He handed them over with a flourish. "I knew you'd be wanting these, Babs." He watched as she slipped the leather pumps over the dirty damaged toes of her stockings. "You don't find workmanship like that any more." She smiled kindly. "These are my favorites! I wouldn't want anything to happen to them. They cost twelve whole dollars!" Her eyes narrowed. "Did you peek at my driving license?" she asked softly. Mike gave a low whistle. "You're quick as ever, I'll give you that! Just checking the name of our lovely guest!" He eyed her feet with a critical eye. "Yes, it's a pleasure to shop with a pretty girl like you!" She smiled. Complements never hurt! "It's not like I have any money. This morning I had a dollar, but I was almost at empty. Thank goodness I had enough for a fill-up!" Mike's eyes glowed. "I really do wish I could shop at home with you!" Leon clapped a hand against his head. "Mike, forget shopping! We have something more important to think about!" "Just trying to put the lady at ease." Mike laughed. In an instant his face turned serious. "That is the same car, Leon." He sat on the sofa, and took the young woman's hand. "You're the registered owner of the 1940 Studebaker Commander, right? Your fiancé bought it for you as a wedding gift, correct?" "Why yes, how did you know? I didn't have the registration with me." Michael fumbled a device from his pocket. It was a camera, but none like any Babs had ever seen before. "Just a very educated guess. Does this look familiar?" He showed her the small screen on the tiny instrument's back. Her face flushed, when she saw the cracked taillight. "These are the file pictures I took of OUR car, Leon." He manipulated the camera's controls. "Now how about this one, Babs? Do you recognize this photograph?" "You can just paint that over!" she shouted when she saw the heart with Babs plus Robert written inside. How had she ever been so foolish to paint that little symbol on the glove compartment's door? She wrestled the ring from her finger and tossed it onto the table. "When I get back I'm telling that bum the engagement is off! Imagine him wanting me to give back my ring so he could use it to pay off a gaming hall!" Mike sighed. "I know. Men are such assholes, aren't they?" Babs was startled out of her anger. "Michael!" she exclaimed, while trying to hide her giggle. "I don't wish to hear language like that!" she giggled again. "Even if it happens to be the truth!" She grinned at the laughing Asian. "Does this mean that you are an, um, what you said, too?" "Nope, I'm different." "Mike!" Leon hissed. "What are you doing?" "Oh! "The Wizard of Oz"!" Mike changed the subject. He seemed to be enjoying Leon's agitated state. "How do you like it?" "Lovely, thank you!" she answered happily. She'd rather talk about motion pictures, then her own personal mistakes! "I adore musicals! They always make me feel so gay!" "I know what you mean! They make me feel gay all the time!" Leon made an odd choking sound. "Maybe that's why I don't watch them! I NEVER feel gay!" Babs was confused. Leon seemed to be embarrassed, but Michael was nearly bursting with suppressed laughter. "Did I do something wrong?" she finally asked. "Not in the least, my dear Babs. Leon's just a touch homophobic, that's all." "Homo-phobic?" Now Babs was really confused! "Is he ill?" "No, he's in excellent shape. I do mean excellent!" Leon crossed his arms over his barrel chest. "Mike, keep it up and I'll tell Bryan you were hitting on me!" "Oh shit! I was just kidding Leon! Don't say things like that! You know how jealous he gets!" He grinned to show he wasn't really concerned. "Besides, you know I love long hair!" Babs had a sudden feeling and felt her face grow warm. "Michael, is, is Bryan, um, your boyfriend?" He smiled. "Very good! I would have thought someone from 1941 wouldn't have figured that out!" "Well I like that!" she exclaimed. "I'm no rube! I've heard of mandrakes. I just never met one before! Do you really like boys better then girls?" "I can appreciate that you're a lovely woman, but yes. I do like boys better." "Goodness me!" Babs smiled bashfully. "I hope you and Bryan are, um, happy together!" "That we are!" He smiled, and the confused woman saw noting but love in his eyes. "Bryan means the world to me!" "I guess that's all that matters!" She sighed. "The future is so strange! I never dreamed I would be friends with a Jap and a Nigger." Babs froze. She used that word again! She even called the gentle Michael a Jap! "I'm sorry!" The blonde covered her face with her hands. "I'm trying! Honest! That just slipped out! Michael, I'm sorry your country lost the war too!" Her body shook, as she started to cry. "Leon, I don't want you to hate me!" Michael patted her shoulder. "It's ok, girlfriend. You just went though the shock of your life. You said the wrong words, but that doesn't make you a bad person!" Leon looked down at her, and smiled. "Babs, I don't hate you. I may not like the society that taught you it was acceptable to call people hate filled words like that, but I couldn't hate you!" "I'll try harder!" she whispered. "I won't say those words ever again, even after you send me back home!" Leon just looked at mike. He hardly understood what happened by accident. Would they be able to repeat it intentionally? Mike stood. "I'll be going now. I need to assess the damage to the system before we try anything." When Leon saw Michael to the door, Babs discovered she wasn't all that interested in Munchkins and Witches any more. "Leon? Do you have anything I could possibly wear?" She looked at her dirty feet and cringed. She hoped against hope it was her imagination, but she was certain she could smell pee-pee on her foot. "I must have a bath!" she blushed. "Please?" "Of course Babs. You can wear my bathrobe while I run out and find you something more suited." He took her hand again. "Just let me show you to the bathroom." Babs felt like a child again. Her hand felt so small in his. It was like those long ago walks in the park with daddy. Why couldn't Robert be this gentle and kind? "Goodness!" she exclaimed, when Leon opened the door. "I never saw such a big bathtub!" Her host smiled. "Could you see me folding up into anything smaller?" She giggled at the thought but then her mind shied away. To get into the tub, Leon would have to be NAKED! "I, I suppose that would be a problem." "You just relax and take your time. I'll run out and pick you up some things." He gave her a concerned look. "Babs, don't try to leave before I get back. Ok?" She thought of the strange world outside the apartment and shuddered. "Yes Leon. I'll stay right here. You can take that to the bank!" "Would you like me to pick up something special for dinner?" "Don't go to any trouble, Leon." She thought for a moment. "Something light would be nice. If there is a delicatessen nearby, you could get us some raw chopped beef and onion sandwiches." Leon gave her a funny look. "Are you kidding?" "Well, if the beef doesn't look fresh, we could have pickled pigs knuckles." "Babs, do you like Chinese food?" "Why yes. I guess Chinese food would be nice, too." For some reason, Leon looked greatly relieved. "Chinese it is!" He practically ran out the door. "Remember, I have my keys. Don't open the door for anyone!" After making sure the door was locked, Babs happily went to draw a nice hot bath. She thought of the galvanized tin tub in the house she grew up in and smiled. "Leon must be wealthy!" she giggled, as she unbuttoned her dress. "Giant television machine, motion picture phonograph, and a bathtub big enough for two people!" Once more her overactive imagination made her blush. The image of her and Leon bathing together made her face grow hot. She folded her dress carefully and placed it on the toilet's tank. It looked funny being so low. The tank sat right on the back of the bowl. It was a convenient place to put things though! Babs sighed, as she unhooked her stockings from the garter belt. They were well and truly ruined. Walking around in sand had made holes clear through the silk! The tinkle hadn't helped any either! She slipped off the belt, then her under-panties. Lastly, she undid her brassiere and slipped the straps over her shoulders. It gave her such a funny fluttery feeling to be standing naked in Leon's bathroom. "Poppycock!" she said sharply. "It's no different then any other bathroom!" Ignoring the feeling, Babs rinsed her underthings out in the sink. Leon was getting her something to wear, but she didn't trust him to buy anything so intimate. Besides, her brassiere was custom made. It was always so difficult to find any that were actually big enough for her! The fluttery feeling came back stronger as she hung her private garments carefully over the bar a towel was hanging from. Would Leon look at her things? Guys liked that sort of thing, didn't they? Babs blushed from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Would Leon touch her brassiere? She shivered thinking of his strong dark fingers caressing the padded cups. "Barbara-Anne Barrister, you stop that!" she scolded herself. "Of course a Negro man wouldn't want to touch your things! Especially after he got so mad over just some words!" she sighed. Words did hurt sometimes. She remembered how the other girls treated her in school just because her stupid bosoms came along and grew so big long before theirs did! The naked young woman sighed. "Maybe I am just a rube!" she went to the tub and turned the knobs. "Oh my goodness!" Babs forgot her troubles for the time being as a cloud of steam rose. "The water is so hot! I surely hope it doesn't run out before the bath is full!" It didn't! Babs couldn't help grinning as she pulled the Bobbie pins from her hair. She shook the golden locks free and let them fall down her back. "Thank goodness future people know how to have a proper bath!" Looking around, she didn't see any bars of soap. There was a strange red bottle on the edge of the tub. "Old Spice body wash? Mommy used to like Early American Old Spice powder. I wonder if they made this?" It felt so heavenly to sink herself into the hot water. "This must be like the Rockefellers live." She murmured softly as she leaned back to soak her long hair. She didn't know why the body wash was called Arctic Blast, but it smelled rather nice as she massaged the thick foamy suds into her hair. Dunking her hair once again, she ran her fingers through and rinsed the foam clear. "Now to just soak!" she announced softly as she slowly laid back. "This IS heaven!" The nude young lady relaxed that way for some time. The warmth soon had her eyelids drooping. Her firm full breasts began to rise and fall as her breathing increased in pace. Her arm slowly moved. A little whimper passed her lips as her legs spread wider. A hand slowly moved beneath the steaming water. Gentle as the brush of a butterfly's wings, the golden haired beauty stroked her fingers along the pouty petals of her most secret place. Her eyes closed completely as a breathy sigh brought a contented smile to her lips. Fingers grew bolder beneath the surface of the bath. Droplets of water glistened like diamonds on her face and heaving breasts. This tranquil scene changed in an instant as she suddenly sat up. "No! No! No!" she shouted as she climbed from the tub. The flustered woman actually gave her own right hand a rather sharp slap. "I said never again!" How humiliating! She almost did 'that' again! "In a bath? In someone else's bath! What would Leon think if he knew? "I will never ever do that again!" she whispered, knowing it was probably a lie. She couldn't believe she almost tickled herself in someone's home! Babs felt shame as she toweled her hair. Almost nothing! She very nearly had made herself have one of 'those' fits! She had discovered just past her tenth birthday that if she tickled herself between her legs it would produce the most marvelous sensations. If she did it long enough her little pink button would soon peek out of its little hood. Then she just couldn't help tickling that little bud! The first time she thought she was going to die as her body shook and convulsed. Her heart had pounded and she had actually cried out! Thank goodness mommy had always been a deep sleeper! Since then she had tickled herself that way nearly every single night before she went to sleep. Since then she swore nearly every single morning she would never do such a disgusting nasty thing again! "Imagine tickling myself in Leon's beautiful bath!" She vigorously rubbed the towel over her body before wrapping it around her wet hair. "There has to be something wrong with me! Who ever heard of having seizures that feel so good from doing something so terribly nasty to your private place? Never ever again!" she swore as she struggled into the large fluffy white robe that hung on a hook by the door. Once again she wished she could ask mommy about this strange condition. She had been too frightened to ask when her mother had sat her down and had a long talk. "Mommy told me what a husband would want to do to me once I was married." She muttered as she let the water drain from the tub. "She said it was the price any woman had to pay for the God given privilege of having babies." Babs hugged herself tight and shivered at the thought of such an animalistic act. "Mommy never mentioned anything about 'that place' feeling so good! There just has to be something wrong with me!" A feeling of relief washed over the flustered girl "I certainly don't have to worry about that now! Robert will never get to do THAT to me! When Leon and Michael send me back, I'll throw that dratted ring right back in his face!" Babs left the bathing room and felt drawn to the moving picture phonograph. Imagine never having to wait for a revival of a favorite picture! Snuggled warm in Leon's borrowed robe, she felt like a little girl on Christmas morning as she looked through his massive collection of picture phonograph disks. Some titles she recognized. "The Maltese Falcon" she shouted with delight. This is the new one starring Mr. Humphrey Bogart! The papers all say he does a much better job then Ricardo Cortez did ten years ago." The smile left her face at this rude reminder of her predicament. "No! I will not worry! Leon and Michael will fix things!" She went back to browsing. "Oh! "Dark Victory" Gosh, better not look at this one. Bette Davis made me cry and cry at the end!" Flipping through the growing piles around her, Babs turned her attention to those with glossy full color photography on the celluloid boxes. "Apollo Thirteen" She looked closer. "It's a true story! Holy smoke! People flew all the way to the moon! How marvelous!" She read the box. "This happened in 1970. Why, I bet people live on the moon right now! Maybe Leon can take me there for a visit before I go home!" One thing sprang to mind as the young woman amused herself with the many strange titles. "Doctor, my left foot! Anyone would think a doctor could do things properly!" Having worked for several years in a library, the bemused blonde took offence to this obvious miss-deed. "Well Doctor Leon Edwards, I'll just have to alphabetize all of this for you! That will be a good way to thank you for your hospitality, anyway!" Muttering about how careless even doctors are with simple bits of organization, Babs began pulling all of the films out of the shelving units around the room. Just as she cleared the last shelf, something fluttered to the floor. "What's this?" The robe gaped open as she bent to pick up the white square of paper. Blushing as her bosoms felt the cool air, she hastily closed the robe tighter. "Oh, it's another moving picture phonograph record." She read the hand written title through the clear celluloid window in the square envelope and giggled. "Dogfart files?" She couldn't help grinning. Mommy always grew very cross with daddy when he used 'dogfart', his one and only all-purpose swearword. "I'll put this one in the phonograph player. With a silly title like that it's just bound to be a comedy!" It took some fiddling and fooling with the button studded control box before the little drawer slid out with a soft mechanical whirring. With another soft whir, the shiny disk disappeared from view. "I wonder. Dogfart." She giggled again at the awful sounding swearword. "Dogfart, Dogfart, Oh! Duck Soup! I just know it's a new Marx Brother's picture!" The huge screen lit up blue. "Why doesn't the picture start?" She read the text. "File one? File two? Maybe it's all of the Marx Brother's pictures all in one place. I wonder how they managed that?" A little more fiddling led to her pressing the button labeled 'enter'. The picture finally started and Babs felt a shudder run through her body. It opened with a blond young woman with bosoms nearly as large as her own sitting on a sofa. She wore a pink dress that was so short you could almost see between her legs. Those legs shifted. "No under-panties?" The girl dressed in the tiny pink dress was a harlot! This was worse then that easy girl she saw kissing the Negro man earlier today. "Stop!" she shouted as some unseen person started asking her about how did she like black men. "Go away!" In her frantic haste, the frazzled girl dropped the control unit. The back popped off and two small things that looked almost like skinny little flashlight batteries flew out and rolled under the stand of the television machine! She broke it! She couldn't make it stop now! The blonde's knees felt like rubber as she suddenly sat heavily on the sofa. "They're talking filthy!" she cried as the on screen conversation turned to how big 'black cock' was. "Cock? They" 'gulp' are they talking about…" Her voice dropped to a soft whisper. "Are they talking about a Negro's thing?" A large Negro man seemed to answer her question by joining the pink harlot on the screen. Babs felt frozen in place as she watched him unhitch his pants. "Oh heavens!" she gasped as her wrestled out what looked like a tree branch! The pink trollop took that frightening pole in her hand and Babs almost fell faint! She looked at the girl's hands, and then looked at her own. She was a very good judge of sizes due to years of hand sewing her own clothing. "Dear Lord in heaven! F- Fifteen inches? Is, is it supposed to be like that?" Her mind flew back to an unpleasant memory. Not so long ago she and Robert had been, well, kissing. He had grown entirely too fresh for Babs to handle. Suddenly he was an octopus! Hands groped her body while he somehow managed to tug at his own clothing, "Rub it, Babs!" he had whispered hoarsely as he placed her hand on something warm and hard. He had actually made her touch his privates! That had earned Robert a wicked slap in the face! "His, his wasn't like that!" The monster on the screen made Robert's look like a tree branch compared to a mighty oak's trunk! "This can't be real!" she squealed as she placed her hands over her eyes. She couldn't stop peeking between her fingers when something so disturbing happened that her heart nearly skipped a beat! "Oh no!" she moaned as the pink easy girl placed a man's private part between her lips and slipped her mouth over the huge bulbous head! "People do that?" she whimpered. "Mommy never mentioned it! Do people really do that?" It must be true! There it was in glorious living color! A girl was sucking on a man's thing like it was a sweet! "It's their wedding night." Babs suddenly decided, forgetting about the unseen narrator from the beginning of the picture. Warmth spread throughout her body as the huge man helped the girl out of what passed for her clothing. "Are, are they going to m-make a baby?" Urges she didn't understand inflamed her body as she watched the Negro push the girl onto her back. As he moved over his 'wife', the young viewer's own hand moved. Once again Babs began to 'tickle' herself. This time her inner self remained silent. She spoke in a husky voice out loud though. "Leon, Leon is much better looking." She gasped as her body wriggled into a more comfortable position. Unknowingly, this increased the primal danger she was in by dislodging the sash that tied her borrowed robe. "Oh my! Oh my! Oh my!" she breathed as she witnessed the huge shaft spread delicate folds to impale the harlot movie starlet. "It, it's going in!" she screamed with the girl as her 'husband' claimed her. The front door flew open. "What's wrong, Babs?" Leon called as he rushed in. The Chinese food and Babs new clothes fell forgotten from his hands as he took in a sight that stole his breath away. A girl who could be a sister to the gorgeous Veronica Lake sat frantically masturbating on his sofa! Forget about Veronica Lake! The Peek-a boo girl never had breasts like those! Doctor Leon Drake Edwards was a gifted physicist, electronic engineer, and computer programmer second to none. After Steven Hawking, he was perhaps one of most intelligent men to grace the planet Earth. This man of letters, this genius well on the pathway to forever changing the course of human development, found himself thinking with an organ other then his brain. He couldn't really be blamed. The project had consumed him for four long years. They were four lonely years of work, and occasional jerk-off sessions to Internet pornography. Now he was witnessing the woman of his dreams playing with her stunning body while watching the filthiest porn he owned. Was there a man alive who could resist what appeared to be a sensual gift from the gods themselves? Babs froze. A tiny squeak escaped her. "L-Leon!" Oh heavens! Oh merciful heavens above! A man was seeing her body! The blond trembled. The first man to see her body was a Negro! "Don't look at me! Please stop looking at me!" In a pose older then time, she put one arm over her heaving breasts, while trying to cover her most secret place with the other hand. "Make the filthy picture stop!" Food forgotten, Leon paused just long enough to lock the door. "Babs, you're beautiful!" he whispered softly as he slowly walked towards the flushed girl. His nostrils dilated as the scent of her arousal set his soul on fire. "You're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen!" "Stay away!" she gasped. Babs was frightened. She wasn't frightened of Leon though. The girl was nearly paralyzed with fear over how her body was reacting! Her heart was racing. She felt so hot that she thought her body was in danger of melting straight away. She shamefully felt how wet it was growing between her quivering legs. "Don't c-come any closer!" she whined as the huge man drew near. Leon reached down to her. His large hands gently but firmly gripped her just under the arms. It took no effort at all for him to pick up and set her carefully on her feet. "Oh God, do you even know what you're doing to me?" "I, I'm n-not doing anything!" she gasped. What should she do? She couldn't close the robe unless she moved her arms. If she moved her arms, Leon would see EVERYTHING! Immensely strong arms encircled her, trapping her. "Babs, you're driving me insane!" Leon felt her body's heat through his clothing and lost the last of his reason. Bending slightly, he put his lips to hers. "No!" the girl managed to gasp before her lips were claimed. Once again she felt the shimmering power of this huge man's touch. Babs moaned as her body pressed to his. Kissing Robert had been, well, fun. Kissing Leon almost made her soul fly free from her trembling body. "Oh Leon." She whispered softly as their lips finally parted and the borrowed robe fell unnoticed to the floor. He seemed to notice what was on the television machine's screen for the first time. Babs was shocked when he smiled at the filthy images and simply pressed a stud on the front of the moving picture phonograph. The screen went all blue. "Forgive me for that, Babs." He kissed her again. "Forgive, um, f-for what?" she asked as the moment claimed her too. "Come with me now." In one swift motion, he scooped up the gorgeous blond and strode purposefully across the room. "Let me make you more comfortable." He said in a strong commanding voice It took all of one second for Babs to realize where he was taking her. His bedroom! "Put me down!" she gasped nearly breathlessly. "Not in there! Don't take me in there! I can't go in there with you like this!" It was too late. Leon gently deposited her in the center of the biggest bed Babs had ever seen. "I've never met a girl like you before, Babs!" He began to unbutton his shirt. "Wait! Leon, no!" Babs was sure he would hear the drum beat of her heart as she gazed up in awe at his firmly muscled chest. She tried to close her eyes as his hands went to his belt buckle. It sounded like the crack of a whip as he yanked the leather strap from the loops around the waist of his slacks. The slacks dropped to the floor with the soft rustle of fabric. The shorts underneath weren't long in joining them. The blond gasped in shock as the proud male shaft pointed right at her! Some part of her mind compared Leon to the man on the screen. She whimpered again as she realized Leon was not only more handsome, he was also bigger. Bigger in EVERY way! It was as if some mad genius had carved the figure of a god out of the richest warmest darkest mahogany he could find. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the gentle bounce of the massive staff as he moved closer and closer. Babs felt she knew how a tiny bird would feel, mesmerized by the approach of a deadly snake. "Please?" she whimpered again as this godlike Negro joined her on the bed. "I'll make you feel so good, Babs." Leon's fingertips softly brushed against the skin of her thigh. "I'll treat you so good!" Her heart was in her throat. "I'm a good girl!" she protested weakly as those maddening fingers slowly moved upwards. "Good girls wait and get married!" Oh heavens! She had to make a choice, and make it fast! There was noting else to do! She cupped both hands over her secret place, baring her bosoms completely to his hungry eyes. Her face burned hot when she felt the warm moisture practically flowing from her center as he stared right at her stupid nipples. Why did they have to be too big too? It was so hard to get a brassiere fitted well enough to hide those thumb tip sized little nubs when the decided to get all firm like this! "Oh god! You're perfect!" In a move the frantic girl didn't know to be wary of, warm lips closed over one of those firm buds and gently suckled. "Leon! Oh Leon! No!" she gasped as that feeling of electricity raced through her. She couldn't move! Her insides were all fluttering! She was melting. That was it! She was melting under the heat of his kiss! From one to another, Leon's lips teased and tormented her. His hands felt hot as they caressed the firm flesh of her bosoms. "D-Don't t-touch me there!" she gasped as hands and lips worked together. "St-Stop!" He was squeezing her! His hands on either side of those orbs she found oh so embarrassing, were squeezing them together! She let out a squeak when his plan became clear. They were close enough together now! Babs let out a wail as Leon managed to get both of her pesky hard nips into his mouth! It shouldn't feel good! Maybe the harlot on the television machine would like it, but a good girl certainly shouldn't! "Stop!" she gasped again. He did! "Oh Leon, thank you!" she sighed, but then something else started! He kissed her bosoms. He kissed them and kissed them, until she thought she would surely grow mad! Part of her was relieved as he drew closer to her throbbing nips again. "Oh?" she gasped almost sadly as he simply let his lips brush lightly against them. "It's over?" Why did she sound so sad? Here voice was hardly more then a soft breeze. "Just, just a tiny bit more?" she breathed hoping for just one more little kiss. He started again! This time she welcomed his lips on her tummy! The girl quivered with poorly disguised delight as his wonderful lips began teasing anew. Lower and lower the lips traveled. Who would have ever guessed kisses on the tummy could feel so nice? They weren't as nice as kisses on her bosom, but it somehow felt safer. Sucking and teasing her poor stiff nips had nearly made Babs throw one of her shameful convulsions! Yes, this was much safer. She even giggled softly as Leon's tongue dipped into her belly button. Robert never kissed her like this. His idea of kissing was trying to shove his tongue into her mouth. Was it just Leon, or did all Negroes know how to make a girl feel so fluttery and hot? She couldn't ask because Leon would be cross with her again. She just sighed as the wonderful feelings moved still lower. She giggled again as the tiny kisses rained all over the backs of her hands. The giggling stopped when something terrible dawned on her! Was he going to kiss her there? He was! He grasped her hands and began to urge them aside. Leon wanted to kiss her between the thighs! "No, no, no!" she whimpered. "Leon! That's dirty!" she said weakly, unable to stop his huge strong hands from moving her small slender ones aside and gently spreading her quivering legs. "Pee-pee comes out there! It's disgusting!" "It's not dirty, Babs." He whispered, his breath gently stirring the silky golden hair just inches from his lips. "It's called cunnilingus. I promise you it will feel good!" Babs was nearly in a daze. "Is that French?" she stammered in a vein attempt to distract him. "Faire la minette!" he said with a laugh. "To make iron ore?" she was the one distracted now! "Very good! It was a common euphemism in its day for the more direct cunnilingus. It does sound more beautiful though. Now be a good girl and relax for me." Leon leaned forward, and his lips touched those of her most intimate self! Babs nearly screamed! It was wrong! "Leon, stop! I, I can't!" His tongue flicked against that pesky firm button that now peeked free. "Oh Leon!" Babs felt her whole body twitch. Tickling there with her fingers never felt like this! Her terrible secret was about to be revealed! That tongue suddenly dipped deep inside her body! Babs found her hips bucking up at Leon's face! No matter how she tried, she just couldn't keep her bottom on the bed! "Stop!" she moaned as her heart leaped. "Leon, d-don't make me do it! Please oh please don't make me go crazy!" Leon just increased his efforts. Babs was only making incoherent sounds now as the familiar feeling seemed to come charging at her. Her hands finally moved. The aroused girl grabbed at his head. She had meant to push him away! She felt stubble on his sweat-dampened scalp as she ended up trying to push his face even firmer between her legs! Then, Leon stopped. A sob escaped her lips as Babs was left hanging at the edge of a fit that promised to be so much stronger then any she had ever induced in herself! "More?" she begged, giving his head a little shake. "You can't stop now! Leon! I'll beg! Just a little more! Please?" He looked up at her and smiled. His face gleamed with the shameful fluid that had flowed out of her traitorous body. "There's more, Babs." He said quietly as he moved up over her body. "There's so much more I want to show you!" The young woman's eyes grew round as saucers as she looked down between their bodies. "I can't!" she cried as that massive mahogany staff grew ever closer to her womanhood. A clear drop of syrupy fluid dripped from the hole in the tip it's helmet shaped crown. She shuddered as she felt its warmth on her thigh. "I'm not married!" she whined as she attempted to scoot out from under him, but he easily moved with her. "It's alright, Babs," he soothed as that huge organ inched nearer and nearer. "I won't hurt you." "I will get hurt!" she cried. "I'm a good girl! Good girls wait for their wedding night!" She tried again to move, but this time nothing happened! He body was ignoring her! She tried to clamp her legs tightly together, but something awful happened! Somehow she ended up spreading them even wider apart! "Leon, please stop! I, I'll never be able to get married!" Leon grasped his massive erection and gently rubbed the head against the heavenly warmth of the trembling girl's sex. The head soon glistened with her moisture. "I won't hurt you." He repeated as he placed himself right at her opening. "Leon! We can't do this! I'm not married!" She felt the pressure growing against her. "Oh no!" she whimpered as he attempted to push that huge shaft into her body. "No! I, I never did it!" The frantic girl moaned as the swollen crown began to stretch her. Her virtue! She couldn't do this! Mommy said good girls always kept their virtue intact until their wedding night! Virtue was a girl's most precious possession! Everyone knew decent men only married virtuous girls! "Kissing!" she panted while her slender hands pushed uselessly at his barrel chest. "Go back to kissing! Please Leon! Kissing is nice! I like kissing! Don't put that in me and you can kiss me down there all you want! Please! I'm saving myself for my husband on our wedding bed!" Leon only pushed harder. The crown of his shaft began to stretch her little opening as it slowly worked itself deeper. The inevitable happened. The helmet moved slowly as Babs was spread wider. Suddenly it just popped the rest of the way inside! Babs squealed as abrupt pain announced her virtue had been forever torn away. "It hurts!" she sobbed more in shame then any real pain. "You ruined me! No nice man will ever want to marry an easy girl!" "Thousands of men would kill to marry you!" Leon gasped as he fought to hold his body still. In his effort to calm his beautiful lover, he said perhaps a bit more then he should. After all, this driven man didn't really have much experience in the ways of a young woman's heart. "I'd marry you right now if I didn't have to return you to your own time!" Babs blinked. Leon loved her? He wanted to marry her? "Thousands?" she whispered as she tried not to squirm. "Even you?" "Hell yes! Babs, men would line up just for a chance to see your beauty!" he couldn't help moving just a little. She squealed again. This only fueled his passions! "I never thought I'd ever meet someone as gorgeous as you! Why, you're even more beautiful then" He thought fast. "Veronica Lake or Myrna Loy!" He thought she was more beautiful then the brightest starlets in Hollywood? The blond closed her eyes. Leon loved her! She was sure of it now! He must think she could never love a nigger, um, a Negro man in return! Her confused passion clouded mind turned to the tingly almost magical feeling of his hand touching hers. That cleared her confusion! She NEVER felt that with Robert! Robert was nice enough when not taken over by gambling demons, but deep down she didn't love him. He loved her, and Babs couldn't have babies without a husband. That had always seemed like a good enough reason to marry him before! IN a flash she knew the feelings she felt when near Leon for what they were. She was in love with a Negro man! Poor Leon must have been overwhelmed seeing the woman he loved tickling herself like that. Everyone knows men can't control their animal urges. No wonder he thought he had to force her to do this! "Leon dear" she whispered. "It, it doesn't hurt very much now." She opened her eyes and smiled shyly up at him. "Mommy told me it would only hurt the first time. She never mentioned it would sort of feel nice too." Leon gazed down into her lovely blue eyes. "I'll stop right now if you want me too" He smiled. "But then you wouldn't know just how much better it can feel." She bit her lower lip as she cast her fate. Her voice had a distinct eagerness to it as she finally spoke up. "Will it feel better then, um, when you kissed 'down there'?" "I'll do my very best!" "Please be gentle with me, Leon dear." She whispered as her hands stopped pushing his chest and began to caress. The huge man slowly eased more of his shaft into her. "Are you alright, Babs?" "It, it's going in me!" she gasped, nearly going cross-eyed as she leaned her head up to watch her own deflowering between their laboring bodies. "How could that all go in there? How will you ever fit?" She shivered as her slow impalement continued. "Oh Leon, I feel so full up in there! I feel so," she gasped. "I feel like I'm starting to really like it!" Leon grunted as his massive shaft bottomed out in the squirming beauty. "So am I, Babs! I really like this! Oh God baby, you're so tight!" The pain had indeed faded quite a bit. Babs now felt other sensations flooding her soul. When Leon drove into her, she was almost scared she couldn't take the sheer size of his staff. When he withdrew it, she only longed for it to fill her again! She spread her legs wider and lifted her knees to try and help him. Leon seemed to like that! He grunted and lowered his body completely on hers! He was heavy but she welcomed the warm weight of his body bearing down on hers. She reached around him and was thrilled with the powerful muscles of his back moving beneath her hands! It didn't take long for the impassioned young woman to learn a little about what was happening to her body. She wasn't just lying still now. Her body moved sinuously along with Leon's, greatly increasing both of their pleasure. A huge strong Negro was taking her with forceful passion and she was just letting it all happen without a fight! No! That was wrong thinking! She wasn't just letting it happen! Babs was willingly sharing her body with the man she loved! It was a little too soon, but she knew it would be all right. After all, Babs was only performing her wifely duties with the man she was so clearly destined to marry! Besides. Everyone knew that a woman's body wasn't ready to make a baby the first time she lay with her husband. It surely was a good thing she wouldn't have to worry about explaining away a big belly before her and Leon's wedding day. Why, sometimes a couple could be married years before being blessed with a child! Only harlots, easy girls, and streetwalkers had babies out of wedlock! They preformed this blessed duty with just about any man, and did it all the time! Still, daddy would have killed a Negro for doing this to his only daughter. Babs smiled because she knew deep in her heart of hearts that mommy would have understood and helped her calm daddy down. Leon thrust harder and faster into his gorgeous lover. It had been so long since he had been with a woman. Still, he tried to keep himself under control. He hoped this visitor of a past Dark Age wouldn't be shocked when he pulled out and anointed her stomach breasts and face with the shimmering wet proof of his passion. After all, he didn't dare risk putting his child into the belly of a white woman destined to return to the 'bad old days'! He couldn't let her face that stigma alone! Babs was shocked, but oddly pleased when she felt that familiar feeling approaching again. Mommy was so wrong! A wife's duty felt wonderful! She hugged him tightly, pressing her breasts even tighter against his broad chest. "Leon!" she gasped. "D-Don't worry about, huh, huh, about me! I, I think I'll do it! I, I think I'll have a convulsion soon if you don't stop!" Babs wrapped her long legs firmly around his. Yes, that was better! It would happen very soon if he didn't stop! "Don't stop!" she wailed as she thrust her hips up towards his. Oh Leon! Please oh please don't stop!" "Babs, no!" Leon grunted as his eager lover took him by surprise. "I, I'm about to cum!" "You're here!" the young woman cried, not really knowing what she was saying any more. "Leon, you're here in me! Please keep going!" her voice rose to a scream! "Leon!" Oh, how it hit her hard! Babs made another discovery. Tickling yourself was only a pleasant way to pass the time compared to being joined to your husband in wedded bliss! Her body convulsed and shook with a violence that made her think she might die! She welcomed it though, and screamed out her joy! "Oh Babs! Oh Babs, no!" Leon cried as he tried to stop. She was holding him in a grip of astounding strength! He grunted and tried to pull free. That's when his willpower broke! With an almost animal bellow, he thrust deep into the girl! He felt the power deep inside as he exploded! This onslaught of life giving fluid raced up from deep inside. Sperm rich semen boiled up his urethra. With a massive jerk, his rock hard penis spewed its thick hot ejaculate deep into Babs! His cock danced as volley after volley blasted free. The load was massive! The head of his cock was nestled tightly against her cervix. It went on and on! Leon grunted in announcement of each thick rope of semen being forced directly into her womb. When it was finally over, he had come close to filling the entire volume of the young woman's reproductive system with his potent virile seed! Millions of sperm raced with one mindless purpose. Within the nurturing environment of the healthy young woman's womb, the frantic little swimmers can and will live up to five whole days. The timing was nearly perfect for this dance of life. They wouldn't even need five hours to achieve their wondrous end. As if sensing the arrival of these welcomed visitors, an ovary was even now expelling an egg! Before Leon even withdrew his penis from her body, that egg was beginning its long lazy journey along one of the quivering girl's fallopian tubes. Perhaps the egg had some way of knowing its destiny and thrilled at fulfilling it's one and only reason to exist. Before the first rays of the coming sunrise, a swarm thousands strong of frantically wriggling sperms would surround and attack that slowly drifting egg. One healthy virile sperm would be stronger and faster then all the rest. Before long it would pierce the protective protein coat and force it's way in. The protein coat will then thicken into a barrier barring all the lesser sperm from gaining entry. The precious cargo of the sperm's genetic material will then fuse with that being protected within the fertile egg. The brilliant light of a new dawn will see Babs carrying Leon's child! Leon felt a warm burning of guilt deep in his soul. "Babs, I'm so very sorry!" he whispered as he rolled off of his lover. Yawning softly, the sated girl smiled. "Sorry for what, Leon dear?" She glanced down and her mouth dropped open. "Oh no! I'm a mess! Leon! I'm leaking your white stuff!" She propped herself up on her elbows and looked closer. "White and pink stuff! Help! I need a towel!" Pink? Leon's guilt turned up a notch. He had never been with a virgin before. Was there supposed to be that much visible blood? "Oh fuck! Did I hurt you? I really am sorry!" "There is no reason to use such nasty language!" she took a deep breath. "I apologize. You didn't like the words I used before either. I'm not hurt one little bitty bit." She fibbed. "I'm just making a frightful mess of your bedding." Oh hell! What was he supposed to do now? He ran for the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth and rinsed it under hot water. He snatched a towel from the rack as he raced back. "Hold still Babs. I'll clean you up." Under other circumstances, a beautiful white woman with a massive creamy-pie would have given him another boner in seconds. It was just the kind of image he loved to save to his hard drive for personal private use! Now he just gently and gingerly wiped up between this trusting girl's lovely thighs. "I'm afraid it's still oozing out a bit." He dabbled again with the corner of the hand towel, but still more of his issue oozed on out. Babs giggled. It felt so nice to be pampered and cared for like this. "That's okay Leon." She reached up and grabbed a big fluffy pillow. "I'll just do this while I take a little nap." She yawned again and wriggled the pillow under her sexy shapely bottom. "There! Now the mess will stay put inside me while I sleep!" Leon gasped. He couldn't believe his eyes! Was Babs going out of her way to increase the danger of fertilization? He screwed up his courage. "Babs, honey? When was your last period?" "My period of what?" "Uh, the time of your last blood flow." He motioned to her glistening vagina. "Down there." "Oh! My monthly visit?" She blushed prettily. "Leon! Men aren't supposed to talk about such things! If you must know, my last one started exactly two weeks ago. The next one will be in fourteen days." She blushed "Mommy always said I'm as regular as a clock. Since they started, they've always been the same. Exactly twenty-eight days on the dot!" Fourteen days into a twenty-eight day cycle? Leon groaned. Fuck! He knew enough to know he had just put the young woman in serious danger of growing a nice big round belly! "Babs sweetheart, aren't you worried about, well, having a baby?" She only giggled softly. "Oh Leon! I thought you were a doctor! Everyone knows THAT can't happen on your very first time!" she patted his hand. "You're very sweet to worry though. Mommy said most men wouldn't care." Her blush deepened. "I will need a sanitary belt and some pads in two more weeks though since you seem to want to know these things." The now nervous Leon rubbed a hand over his face. It was highly unlikely Babs would need to worry about feminine products for quite some time now. The knot growing in his stomach made him feel certain she would soon be very worried about diapers and formula! The silly girl was fertile as a damn turtle and didn't know it! "Sure Babs. I'll take you shopping, or maybe Mike will. I think he'd love it!" Her only answer was a cute little snore. It had been a long and eventful day. Babs was sound asleep. Leon sighed deeply. His cock stiffened again just thinking about what was very likely happening within the girl's lovely body. He had caused enough damage. The troubled inventor turned his back on her and returned to the living room to sit and think. Leon snapped awake to a pounding on the front door, and screaming from somewhere in his bedroom. "Leon, it's Mike! It's almost 3PM. Are you planning to sleep the whole day away?" He raced to the door and let in his research assistant. "I just closed my eyes for a second!" he shouted as he let Michael. "Ruined!" Babs screamed from the bathroom. "I'm ruined!" Mike's eyes opened wide. "Fuckin' shit, Leon! You must have scared the hell out of our problem child with that one eyed monster!" At last Leon remembered his nudity. Worse, he was sporting a classic case of 'morning wood'! "You woke me up! I didn't go near her!" At least not today! He grabbed his robe from the floor and threw it on. "Maybe it's all just sinking in for her." Maybe it really was. Leon shuddered just thinking about the massive load he shot into that lovely naïve young woman last night. The sounds of sobbing were plainly heard as the men converged on the closed bedroom door. Mike tried the knob. "Locked!" he said quietly while trying to hide a grin. Leon tried it. "Babs, let me in!" "No! I don't want to see you now!" she sobbed again. "I never want to see you like this!" "Babs, did this asshole make you cry?" A click sounded from the door. "Michael, you may enter, if you leave the dirty talk outside!" She giggled softly as the door opened a crack. "Leon, stay away! You are not allowed to step one foot into this room!" "Hey! This is my apartment!" Mike actually managed to shove the unresisting Leon back into the living room. "Here I come Babs. Alone!" An embarrassed towel wrapped Babs smiled weakly at her visitor. "My hair is ruined!" she said sadly while running her fingers through the damp and tangled locks. "I fell asleep with it wet and now I can't do anything with it! I took another bath but the problem is still the same. Doctor Edwards doesn't have anything for proper hair grooming!" Mike grinned. "Why would he need anything else? He's been shaving his dome for as long as I've know him. Just between you and me, I suspect he found some gray and panicked." "Gray?" Babs snickered, her embarrassment forgotten. "Leon's not old!" "No girlfriend. Leon's not old. He's twenty-eight, but he puts himself under enormous pressure." Mike smiled. "That's what I like about him. Working with Leon makes me work that much harder to keep up." The beautiful girl's face grew worm. "He needs a wife to help him, that's what I think." Mike smiled. "You just may be right, girlfriend. Remember one thing sweetie. I'll be cheering you on all the way!" "Oh thank you Michael!" The towel dropped as she opened her arms wide and tightly hugged her new confidante. "Oh no!" Releasing him just as quickly, she scrambled to hide her body. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" "Babs, it's okay." He gave the blushing girl a wink. "While you're not my type, I happen to know you're just exactly right for our sulking Leon out there. Now just wait here. I have a few surprises for you!" Leon sat on the sofa and held his head in his hands. Thank god at least his erection went down! "What the hell was all that about?" He asked when a grinning Mike returned. "You are really in some trouble, Leon!" he laughed loudly. "It's not funny, Michael Fuji!" Babs shouted from her bathroom sanctuary. "Just tell me what was I supposed to have done, uh, this morning??" "Relax Leon! It seems young Babs fell asleep with her wet hair wrapped in a towel. It fell off sometime in the night. Now the poor thing discovered that a man with no hair wouldn't have a comb or brush anywhere in his bathroom! Her style is unusual, to say the least!" "I look like the Wicked Witch of the west!" they heard a soft laugh. "I don't even have any clean clothes to wear! My dress is all smelly from the desert heat!" "Oh! Forgot about that!" Leon looked around and spotted his packages from last night. He left the food, but grabbed at the clothing. Mike snatched the bag from his hands. "Let's see." He looked inside. "I knew it! A tee-shirt and shorts?" He pulled out the shirt. "A little small for our proud and bountiful beauty, don't you think? The poor stacked thing would never get this to stretch over her assets!" He grabbed the tiny pair of shorts next." Good Lord man! Are you trying to land her a job at Hooters? It's just a good thing I have better taste then you do!" He went out in the hall and grabbed his own package and a small leather case. "I have some things she'll just adore! Trust me on this, big guy!" He threw the leather case on the coffee table and headed to the aid of his knew friend. As Mike passed through the bedroom again, he paused on the way and stared at the bed. He looked at Leon then once again at the bloodstains on the sheet before finally shaking his head in disbelief. "Here you go, girlfriend." He said cheerfully as the door once again opened. "I think these will suit you nicely!" A bare arm reached gingerly out from the bathroom and took the offered bag. "Oh Michael! You are an angel! You saved my life!" Babs quickly closed the door and locked it, just in case Leon tried to peek. She couldn't keep a smile off of her face. No matter what happened, getting a present was still something thrilling. "Oh, this is just darling!" she exclaimed as she carefully unwrapped the tissue paper from the light fabric bundle. A handkerchief cotton dress was just the thing for this hot weather! Was the weather still hot in Nevada? It must be. Leon did say it was June. She held the dress up to her naked body and admired herself in the mirror. The red-orange and white block print was nice. It had just the right touch of paisley without being too busy. She approved of the simple white collar and modest neckline. The five pearl-white front buttons and matching belt were just right to finish the look. The fabric was a bit sheer though. It would have a nice drape, but she blushed at the thought of how it would show off her curves. She carefully hung the dress over the towel bar. "I wonder what else is in here?" she asked hopefully before once more peeking into the bag. "Oh my! Foundation garments!" Michael had actually bought her under-things too. She marveled at the brassiere. How was it put together? "There aren't any seams! It's so lightweight too!" Babs liked how the color was so near her own skin tone. It wouldn't show if the dress were even sheerer then it already was! She almost dropped the under panties. They were so small and light as to be almost not there! They matched the brassiere so perfectly though. She just had to try them on! "Snug." She said as her face almost glowed red. "I look like that girl on the cover of Leon's sports periodical." That decided her. On they would stay! Leon obviously liked things like this. Perhaps she would let him have just a tiny itty-bitty peek later on. "Perhaps not!" she giggled. She was thrilled with the brassiere though! "It's so comfortable!" The only trouble was how high it lifted her bosoms. They looked bigger and fuller then ever before. Rounder too. "Uh oh!" she gasped. Her silly nipples had grown firm because she was so happy. The padded almost conical cups of her custom made brassieres did a nice job of disguising this embarrassing little fact of life. This one seemed to go out of its way to accentuate the problem! She looked back in the bag, then turned it over and shook it. "Empty! No garter. No stockings! No slip!" she glanced at her own dress. It was heavier weight rayon with a nice lining. "I should have worn something lighter yesterday!" Thinking for a moment helped Babs settle her nerves. "Leon won't be able to resist me! I bet he asks me to marry him tonight if I'm dressed like this!" The happy young woman slipped into the dress and looked in the mirror again. She was right! How on Earth did Michael manage to guess so closely at her sizes? The bodice was just the tiniest bit snug over her bosoms. The new brassiere made it appear as if there was noting but her underneath! The skirt flared nicely over the curve of her hips. Would people think there was nothing under there too? "I better be on my guard tonight! Leon won't be able to stop from turning into a wolf if he catches me alone dressed like this! Thank goodness I was safe for the first time! I don't dare let him come back for seconds before he proposes! After all, why would he buy the cow if the milk is for free?" Mike and Leon sat next to each other on the sofa for nearly a half hour before the larger man broke the silence "I can explain about stains on the sheets!" Leon blurted out through gritted teeth. "We, uh, it was, um, it wasn't non-consensual! Not really! Not after she got used to the idea! I swear to you that she enjoyed it completely!" "Relax, big guy! I never thought you raped the child!" He winked up at his friend. "At least I know you have enough sense to take precautions." Leon let out a breath in one explosive gasp. "There's a problem. I didn't have any condoms on hand." "Oh fuck! Can't heteros keep it covered for just one night?" he sighed. "Odds are she's just fine. I'm sure she would have said something to me if she were in the wrong part of her cycle." "To you? Anyway, I asked her and she is. Regular as clockwork she says, and right on what is probably her most fertile day!" Leon shook his head. "She actually told me everyone knows you can't get pregnant the first time! Didn't they teach kids anything back then? Her knowledge of human sexuality and reproduction is sketchy at the very best. I'm surprised she actually knew where I was going to put my" Leon nearly choked when he realized what he was saying. He grinned ruefully and continued. "She wants a sanitary belt and some pads in two weeks. What the hell is a sanitary belt, anyway?" 'Poor Leon!" Babs giggled as she joined the two men in time for only the last sentence. "He asked me about girl's things last night and he's still embarrassed." She looked over at Mike. "You don't look embarrassed Michael." "I grew up with four sisters. I learned a lot from them." She smiled broadly. "You surely did! This dress is lovely!" Babs spun to flair out the skirt. "I would have picked this one out myself if I had gone shopping!" she leaned over the sofa and gave Mike a sisterly peck on the cheek. "Thank you ever so much for the foundation garments too." She blushed. "This is the very best most comfortable brassiere I have ever worn! How did you ever manage to get it run up so fast? Just exactly in my size too! It usually takes them a week to make me a new one!" "Vintage shops for the dress, and Victoria's Secret for the rest. Girlfriend, you are certainly a pleasure to shop for!" She sighed. "Now can you pretty please help me with my hair?" Leon couldn't help grinning as he looked at the beautifully dressed woman with the wild mop of damp hair. "I have some experience in that area." He ran a hand over his bare scalp. "Could I help?" Babs squealed. "No thank you Mr. Man! Michael proved he could be trusted with the important things in life!" "Men!" Mike laughed. "Girlfriend, you just sit tight. I brought everything we need to make you beautiful!" he turned to Leon and lightly shook the huge man's arm. "Leon! Kindly go put on some clothing before you catch cold!" Babs glanced down at Leon and then very primly looked away. "Doctor Edwards! How could you be so vulgar?" The good doctor nearly tripped over his own feet as he bolted from the room. Damn! She did look stunning in that old fashioned dress. He hadn't noticed that the erection he was fiercely ignoring had crept out from underneath his robe! "This is insane!" he muttered as he struggled to get dressed. "She wasn't that bashful last night!" Then it dawned on him. "1941! Oh course! A good girl wouldn't admit to any sort of sexual activity, let alone admit that she liked what she saw when she looked at my cock!" After Leon left the room, Babs clapped both hands over her mouth to try and muffle her giggles. "It got big again!" she whispered softly to Mike. "Michael, could I ask you a private question?" He suspected what she would ask, and grinned to encourage her. "Certainly girlfriend. You're a stranger here. I expect you have lots of things you want to know." "Is Leon, um, malformed?" Her face grew quite red. "I mean, is it supposed to be that big?" He chose his words carefully. There was no way he wanted to heap another racial stereotype on a girl who was already crammed full of them, even if that stereotype seemed to be accurate. "Leon is a nearly perfect physical specimen. His, shall we say, length and girth, are within human norm." The Asian laughed. "How do you feel today, Babs?" "I'm a tiny bit sore, but it only bled a little." She gasped. "I mean I'm feeling just fine and dandy, thank you kindly!" He held up a hand. "It's okay girlfriend! You can talk to me and I'll never tell a soul. Remember, I'm on your side!" The blushing woman took a deep breath. "I am a little sore down there." She smiled sweetly. "It scared me a little too last night. Leon is so strong! Just for one little second I was afraid he would hurt me." "I think I'm right in assuming you ended up enjoying yourself though, didn't you, girlfriend?" "Oh yes! I was only scared at the beginning, but then it was wonderful!" Her eyes flashed. "When we get married I want to do it again and again! I do so hope he asks soon, because we can't risk doing THAT again until after the wedding or I'll be in BIG trouble!" Mike hid his emotions well. The child really did believe the old wives tale about a girl's first time! "I'm sure Leon can wait. He wouldn't want you to worry or come to harm." He could say much more to put her at ease, but it was too risky. He still wasn't sure exactly what was going on "Now lets get to your beauty treatment, girlfriend! I haven't worked on such a lovely head of hair since my youngest sister went off to medical school." Leon found them in the kitchen. Mike was happily working away on their young friend's hair. "Mike, how on Earth did you know you would be needing your barber tools today?" "Please Leon. Stylist, not barber!" Mike complained while silver scissors flashed. He grinned. "I guess you could call it female intuition." Babs giggled under the attentions of obviously talented hands. "Michael, you're terrible!" she thought for a moment. "Maybe it was some kind intuition after all! I still have no idea how you guessed my sizes or what kind of dress I prefer! Michael, I think you're a magician!" Her eyes followed a golden lock as it drifted to the floor. "Don't cut too much! I want it to stay long!" "Not to worry! I would consider it a crime to take away too much. You just need a trim to keep this lovely hair healthy." He paused to pick up a few stray hairs. "Didn't your time know anything about split ends? No matter. Think Veronica Lake without the hair covering one eye. Your golden glory is such a lovely accent to that angelic innocent little big girl face of yours." "Michael, I am nineteen years old!" She blushed with pleasure, proving her scolding to be a fib. "I am not a little girl!" "No, you certainly aren't." He glanced quickly at Leon before giving her a knowing wink. "When I'm done you will be positively gorgeous, girlfriend!" "She already is." Leon said softly as his friend worked. "What was that, Leon dear?" Babs caught Michael's eye and the conspirators shared a smile. "Nothing at all." The nervous man answered sharply. "Mike, when will we have some idea of what's going on?" "I brought Bryan in to work on trying to salvage the navigational computer's hard drive." "Shit! How much did you tell him?" "Leon!" Babs scolded. "That is not a nice word to use in conversation!" Leon closed his eyes and clapped a hand against his forehead. It was still hard to reconcile the Babs that hated profanity with the Babs that so freely called him a nigger! He counted to ten, slowly, in French, before speaking. "You're right Babs. I apologize. Mike, how much did you tell Bryan?" "Have you ever fallen in love with a science fiction fanatic?" Mike laughed gleefully. "My Bryan figured it out for himself! He saw the mint condition of the car, and the antique style of the license plate and put two and two together. Last night he kept calling me Doctor Who!" "Doctor Who?" Babs asked, clearly puzzled. "Exactly!" "Exactly who is this doctor?" Mike choked back a laugh. Exactly. Doctor Who!" "Leon groaned. "Who is on first?" Babs suddenly shouted out. "Well what are you askin' me for?" she nearly fell out of her chair giggling. "You two were just teasing me! I adore Abbott and Costello! I used to listen to them on the radio, and I saw both of their pictures!" "Both?" Mike smiled. "Girlfriend, they made about thirty films together!" "Mike! The hard drive!" "It's in good hands Leon." Mike paused in his work and was suddenly all business. "Bryan purchased two identical units. Right now he's removing the platters from one of the new drives in a glove box clean room environment I helped him whip together. That will give him some experience before taking apart the failed unit. Basically, he's performing a platter transfer. Once it's up and running, he'll back up the data onto the second new unit before reinstalling that one into the guidance computer. By this time tomorrow we should know exactly what went wrong." Leon thought for a moment. "The generator is no real problem. I think I can swing a replacement in time to run some tests after Bryan finishes." The huge man grinned in relief. "Isn't that good news, Babs? We may be able to send you home as early as tomorrow night!" The blond looked stricken. "Are, are we finished, Michael?" she asked softly. "Yes girlfriend. You look fantastic!" "Thank you very much!" Babs burst into tears and ran from the room. "Leon, just how stupid can one man be?" Mike put away his scissors. "I'll go check on Bryan. We wouldn't want to delay one second longer then necessary before sending that sweet child home, would we?" He glared at his friend. "Don't forget what she may be facing back then because of you!" "I know!" Leon shouted. "I also know she has to go back!" "Maybe so!" Mike visibly cooled "Did you have to slap her in the face with the news? The poor thing thinks you want to get rid of her now, and after last night!" "I don't know what to think any more!" He scrubbed a hand over his face. "I'm not saying last night was an accident, but things would be so much simpler if I hadn't acted like some damn-fool horny high school jock!" Mike swept up the hair from the floor. "I'll have a word with her before I go. Just for heaven's sake don't act so glad to see her go!" Once again Babs sat in the bathroom crying. Could she have been so wrong? Leon said he loved her. Was that a lie just so he could do things with her? No! That wasn't the answer! She had felt the sparks when he touched her hand. She started when a tapping sounded from the door. "Go away Doctor Edwards!" It came out in such a sad and tiny voice, not the scream she had intended. "Girlfriend, it's me. Let me in for a moment." She didn't move for a few seconds, but finally unlocked the door. "I'm sorry I was so cross with you, Michael. You are always such a perfect gentleman, too!" "It's going to be alright, sweetie. I promise you that!" "How can you!" she sniffed back tears. "Leon doesn't want to marry me! I was so sure he did, especially after the things we did last night!" Mike smiled kindly. "It's like I told you girlfriend. All men are assholes!" She smiled ruefully. "Not you!" her voice dropped to a whisper. "Leon Edwards is an arse-hole!" "I bet you feel better now, don't you?" Her smile brightened a bit. "Why, I do feel a little better. Thank you again, Michael!" He took her hand. "Do you trust me, Babs?" "Of course I do!" She tossed her hair about her head. "I wouldn't have let you work your magic on my hair if I didn't!" "Magic, that's a good word." He couldn't say too much, but he had to give her some little bit of comfort. "You said I was a magician before. It may not be too far from the truth. If you trust me, then you must believe what I'm telling you. If you really don't want to go back, you won't. Remember that girlfriend! Remember also that I think Leon would be a fool to let someone like you out of his life. Doctor Leon Edwards is nobody's fool! Just trust me. These things always have a way of working out." Hope made the girl's lovely eyes glow. "I do trust you! I do believe you!" she hugged her friend tightly. "Thank you so much Michael! I'll be brave and things will be fine!" "Why the, um, heck does everyone suddenly hold meetings in my bathroom?" Leon announced rather sheepishly. "Babs, uh, would, would you like to go out to dinner?" He cleared his throat. "I mean, dinner as in going on a date with me?" She released Michael and threw open the door. "That would be lovely, Leon! Thank you so much for asking me." Mike grinned. "See? He's not the solid rock of an island he thinks he is. Remember what I said and everything will be fine!" Leon looked puzzled while Babs planted another sisterly little peck on Mike's cheek. "You run along home now and give Bryan a great big kiss for me to thank him for all his help. I'm feeling much better now thanks to you!" "What did you guys talk about?" Leon had dreaded facing Babs after his blunder, but everything looked back on track now. "Just girl talk, Leon!" Mike patted the bemused man on the arm. "Nothing a guy would find interesting. Now I'm off." He grinned wickedly. "The lady ordered me to deliver a kiss. That is one delivery I'm looking forward too!" Leon scratched his head as Mike happily headed for home. "I think sometimes I'm going crazy." "Nonsense, Leon dear." She had a dreamy look on her face. "I think it's very sweet that Michael is so much in love!" He couldn't help smiling. "I guess you're right. Bryan has been very good for Mike. So Babs, shall we go?" "Well, is there such a thing as a nice steakhouse in the future?" She smiled hopefully. "I would really enjoy a nice thick juicy steak!" "The lady wants a steak, so that's what the lady will have!" He offered his arm, like he was in a classic movie. He had to admit it felt great when she put her arm through his and hugged it to her. "I know just the place. Shall we go?" The blond stood still. "Leon, um, will they let me in the 'black's only' dining room? I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble being seen on a date with a white woman." Blood roared in Leon's ears. It was quite an inner battle before he decided that Babs was actually concerned for his well being, and not once again throwing ignorant racist filth at him. He took a deep breath. "Babs sweetheart, there aren't any more places like that. I can dine in any restaurant I like, with the company I chose to keep." Babs sighed. "You're mad at me again. I can tell." She dropped her eyes as if studying the hard wood floor. "I would understand if you didn't chose to keep company with me." What a poor mixed up kid. Leon couldn't help feeling sorry for her now. She wasn't a stupid woman. She didn't even seem to actually be racist. The lovely girl was just horribly ignorant on certain subjects and parroting things she learned from her own society. "Like I said, I keep the company I chose!" He started towards the door, but she still held back. "I promise I'll be good!" she whispered softly. "I, um, there's one more problem though." "What is it?" he asked with a sinking feeling. "This dress! It's just darling, and I'm so glad Michael bought it for me." She looked up in exasperation, "It's only a day dress! I don't have any eveningwear!" Leon heard a roaring again. This time it was the roar of his laughter! Thinking fast, he tried to answer her in a convincing manner. "Babs, you look like a million bucks! I'm pretty sure you'll be one of the best dressed women there!" Her cheeks colored prettily. "Why thank you, Doctor Edwards!" She eyed his cream colored linen slacks and the matching linen short sleeved shirt. The coloring was such a nice contrast to his ebony skin. Her heart fluttered when she remembered how he looked while undressed. "You look nice too!" "Well that's settled. We both look great, and we're both starving." He grinned. "We never had dinner last night, then we slept the day through." Babs blushed. "I usually get up at dawn!" she batted her eyes in a rather coy manner. "For some reason I was quite tired last night! I think it must take some getting used to. I mean, doing THAT kind of thing right before bedtime!" Leon felt a stab of guilt and tried to will his cock to remain flaccid. "I supposed so." He grabbed a white snap-brimmed cap and put in on at a rather jaunty angle. "People get used to it, I hear." She tossed her golden tresses. "Well, that's one thing I won't have to worry about once you send me home." That was a low blow. Leon felt an almost physical pain in his heart, but refused to waver. Babs would be better off in her own time! His thoughts turned to the child most likely growing within her sexy body. No! She couldn't stay here! "Let's go Babs!" he said gruffly. "I don't want to miss dinner again!" Babs smiled. She felt Leon's reaction to her simple teasing. Michael was right! It wasn't too late! "Yes, Leon dear. I'm ready now." Leon's mood improved when they reached the elevator. The kid was nearly jumping up and down with excitement. "Yes Babs, you can press the buttons!" "Thank you!" Babs pressed the glowing button and stepped back as the door opened. A huge black cat sauntered out. "Well hello kitty!" Knowing the ways of cats, Babs leaned down and offered her hand without attempting to touch him. He casually sniffed before daintily licking the tip of her index finger. "What a sweetheart! Leon, who belongs to this fine fellow?" "Don't you have that inverted?" Leon grinned. "I think he believes this entire building belongs to him. You never know when or where he'll turn up." The cat seemed to nod in agreement before heading down the hallway. Babs giggled. "I think you're right! Do you pay rent in fish heads? " The stairwell door burst open. "Louie, I don't have time for this!" a petite redhead in astonishingly high heels she curiously managed to run in shouted. "Doctor Edwards, did you see Louie come out of the elevator?" Leon pointed. "That way, Miss Barr." "He figured out how to work the stupid buttons! I don't know how the big lug manages to jump so high!" The redhead paused and looked Babs up and down. Then back up, being that Babs had the height advantage. "1940? No later then 1941. Am I right?" Babs gasped. "How, how did you know?" Was this Miss Barr as much of a magician as Michael? "1941, um, is right." The slight woman pointed at her own curiously colorful frock. "1967. I can always read the vintage of a good dress! That one is a beauty! I know I've seen it somewhere while on a thrift shop prowl. I would have snatched it up myself if it weren't so ridiculously long. Oh, no offence." Babs smiled tentatively. "None taken. I'd like to wear yours if it weren't so ridiculously tiny." Miss Barr glared at her, before relaxing into a grin. "Guess I had that coming!" She thrust out a hand. "Temple Barr, nice to meet you!" The taller woman smiled and accepted the offered hand. "Barbara-Anne Barrister. You can call me Babs." "Okay, Babs. First chance we get we need to join forces and shop 'til we drop!" The tiny powerhouse took off again. "Glad to see you take a break from work, Doctor E! Everyone thought you moved out on us!" She gave him a saucy wink. "You seem more relaxed already!" Leon shook his head as the redhead scooted off. "This building seems to attract some odd tenants!" Babs smiled. "She seems very nice, even if the hem of her dress is so obscenely short!" Leon raised an eyebrow. "Obscene? I didn't think so." "Doctor Leon Brown!" The flash of jealous anger in her eyes startled him. "You were looking at that woman's thighs!" "True." He said softly. "I was only noticing how yours are lovelier, that's all." A strong hand descended and caressed the blonde's leg through the thin cotton of her dress. "Lovelier by far." The young woman blushed, but her eyes sparkled. "Leon, don't talk like that!" she continued with just a tiny note of pride in her voice. "Temple is far too little for you anyway." "Right you are, Babs." He winked. "Too little to be able to take what you did last night." "That is not what I mean!" Babs squealed as her blush deepened. She abruptly pulled away from him. "You are a terrible man! A nice man wouldn't say such things!" She glanced at his trousers and felt a bolt of warmth race through her body. It looked like Leon had a length of salami tucked down the inseam of his right leg! The salami was nearly touching his kneecap! She nearly swooned. Her anger flared. Just because she loved him, Babs saw no reason for him to behave so disgustingly. Did he think he could just do THAT to her any time he wanted now? Was he planning to throw her to the floor and ravage her in broad daylight? Still, part of her simply quivered with pride at having such a powerful affect on him! He wanted her! He wanted her badly! Pride or not, she wasn't about to let him think she was an easy girl! "Doctor Edwards!" She pointed at his tightly stuffed trouser-leg. "You just stop that this instant! I will not be doing THAT sort of thing again until I'm married! I'm just lucky I'm a good girl and never did it before last night! If we did it just one more time, I could" her voice dropped to a whisper "be in BIG trouble!" She glared at him. "Remember, it's because of you I won't be able to wear a white gown if anyone ever does want to marry me!" That last had come out quite a bit harsher then Babs had intended! So be it! Bold as brass, she stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to close the door. Leon was so stunned at her words that the doors closed before he made a move to enter the car. "Fuck!" he slapped the door. Abstinence for over four years hadn't seemed like such a big deal until he had made love to Babs. Now he could think of little else but how he wouldn't feel complete until he once again sank into that glorious treasure between her legs! Why the hell did that silly childlike woman have to have the body of a sexual goddess? What was it about her? Why the hell was he falling in love with a woman he knew for less then twenty-four hours? "God damn it all to hell! The sooner I send her back, the better!" He had quite a difficult time composing himself on the way down the stars until guilt over her nearly certain pregnancy finally let him go flaccid. "Hello Doctor Edwards." She said with a serene smile. "I'm ready for our dinner engagement, since that is the only kind I shall expect from now on." Babs was over he little outburst, but she wasn't letting him off the hook yet. "You may take me to dinner now." "Uh, sure Babs." He smiled weakly. "Let me just bring the car around." The blond waited patiently in the lobby. She felt the last of her anger melt away when sleek soft fur rubbed against her ankles. It was another black cat. This one was a petite and graceful little thing. "It's going to work, I just know it will!" she told the lovely creature. "I'm certain Leon will marry me after last night!" The cat seemed to sniff haughtily before walking away. "He will! You just wait and see!" Babs felt her heart give a little lurch. Was the cat right? The little darling probably knew all about males having their way with her, and then just running off! "I hope he will." She whispered as the feline disappeared around a corner. "Hope he will what?" Leon asked Babs nearly jumped out of her shoes! For a big man, Leon's tread was just as soft as those cats! "Hope he will take me somewhere really nice and not some greasy spoon!" she shouted, trying to hide her embarrassment at being so startled. "I do have some class Babs!" he sighed. "I'm sorry about before." He gave her a crooked grin. "You can't really blame me for something like that happening. It's partially your fault for being so gorgeous." Babs stood up straighter. Mommy had told her men couldn't help themselves. Wasn't last night proof? Maybe it was her fault after all. She felt fluttery inside just thinking of Leon's staff getting so big and hard because it so wanted to go back into her body. She smiled shyly. "You're forgiven for finding me so irresistible, Doctor Edwards. Please do try and control yourself tonight. People may talk!" Leon rubbed a hand over his face. At least she didn't seem angry any more. Having her call him Doctor Edwards felt almost like a physical pain in his heart though. "Thank you Babs." He hopefully offered his arm again. "The lady's ride awaits!" "Is it that odd looking big yellow truck?" She took his arm, and tried hard to ignore the tingle that raced through her body at his touch. "No, Mike has the Hummer. I'm taking you in my car." He led Babs outside and presented his automobile with obvious pride. "What do you think?" Babs stared at the strange vehicle. "It, it's beautiful!" She walked around the little red car. "Eclipse GT V6?" The blond reached out and gingerly touched the gleaming mirror finish and let her fingers slide over to the interesting window in the roof. "It looks like it would go very fast." Leon smiled. "Don't worry Babs. I promise I'll take it easy." He was surprised at the gleam in her eyes. "How fast does it go?" she asked in a hushed voice. "I've had her up to one hundred and forty miles per hour out in the desert." "Oh my!" She smiled sweetly. "Could I drive it? I'm a very good driver." "Nobody drives this baby but me." Her obvious chagrin made him laugh. "I'll think about it, okay?" He opened the door and handed her inside. Babs settled into the very comfortable seat and noticed something right away. She held her hands out to the small vents in the dashboard and grinned in delight. "Leon! It's blowing refrigerated air! What a wonderful idea!" "Glad you like it. It makes driving in this desert much more relaxing." "It's very nice." She giggled. "I was perspiring so much when I drove out here, um, back then." "I can imagine." He could. Her skin would have been glistening. The dress would have been clinging to every curve of her body. He shook his head and pulled out of the driveway. "Dinner awaits!" This time Babs was glued to the window as they drove. By the light of day, things had a much different appearance. "Everything's so tacky." She finally informed her bemused date. "Why did they make copies of so many things? Couldn't they think of anything new to build?" "Tacky sells in this town." He pointed out the fake skyline in back of the replica Statue of Liberty. "How about a roller coaster winding around New York City?" He was surprised as Babs squealed. "Oh Leon! Lets ride it! Please? Pretty please?" "What about dinner?" "Dinner can wait a little while!" she giggled like a child. "I want to ride the roller coaster! I always wanted to ride on one!" "Well, I'm not about to stand between a lady and her desires!" Leon laughed. "I hope it doesn't scare you!" "Pish and tosh!" For all her bravery, Babs gulped. She just noticed that the track seemed to actually double back on itself in a sort of loop-de-loop. "Riding on a train is fun! I'm sure this will be too!" Leon entered the parking structure and began to spiral upwards. "Babs, you do know that this isn't the ride, don't you?" The blonde blushed. "Of course!" she smiled. "It is exciting though. How high are we driving up?" "Fifth floor." Leon was glad he remembered Mike mentioning you could usually find a space relatively near the elevators on level five. "Are you ready?" He also remembered his manners and raced around the car to open the door for Babs. She smiled and extended her hand as the door opened. There it was again. Babs thrilled right down to her soul as her hand was enfolded in Leon's gentle strength. He just had to feel that electricity too! "I most certainly am ready!" She announced with just a hint of breathless excitement as they set out for the elevators. Leon tried to ignore the attraction he felt as he held that slender hand. It took all his massive willpower to keep his mind off of how much he wanted to once again claim this gorgeous child woman! "I haven't been on a roller coaster since I was a kid. I hope The Roller Coaster at New York lives up to its reputation. Although I did like the name better when they called it Manhattan Express!" He hid his smile as Babs eagerly pressed the elevator's call button. "Perhaps they should charge a special fee for elevator rides. What do you think, Babs?" "Oh hush!" she smiled. "Mechanical things have always fascinated me. They have a Bendix auto washing machine in my apartment building. You should see how fast I do my laundry!" Leon choked back a laugh. "I'll bet that's very interesting. Wait until I introduce you to garbage disposals and microwave ovens." "Don't tease. I have an electric pig in my kitchen drain at home." Her nose wrinkled prettily. "Microwave? Who would want a tiny oven? What if you wanted to make a pot roast or something?" "Forget I mentioned it." He smiled as the doors opened. "We're here to have fun!" He led her forward towards all the lights and sounds. Babs froze. "This is a gambling hall? You took me to a gambling den!" Was it her destiny to be involved with men who squandered their lives away at crooked games of chance? "Take me away from here at once! I will not permit you to make me gamble away one little penny!" "Wait just one minute!" Leon gripped her arm to prevent her bolting back for the elevators. "You picked this place, not me! Do you think I have time to waste gambling?" He lowered his voice. "I make my own luck! The only real winner here is the house!" She looked into his eyes and saw the righteous indignation burning there. "I'm sorry Leon. For a moment I thought, well, never mind!" she smiled hopefully. "Where's the roller coaster?" "You have a one track mind." He smiled. "Lets find that roller coaster before I get in trouble for something else!" "I said I'm sorry!" Babs took his hand. "Anyway, besides the gaming, this place is very interesting! It's almost like a little city inside!" "I think that was the point." Leon led on through the delightfully artificial replicate of New York at it's finest until they finally found their way to the line for the Roller coaster. "Ten dollars?" Babs looked up at Leon with wide eyes. "That's a fortune! I can not let you spend money like that on me!" Good gracious! After last night, what would Leon expect in return for all his cash? Did he think if he showered her in expensive treats, she'd risk real TROUBLE and do it again? "It would be unseemly to let you spend money like that on me!" Leon gave brief thought to giving his beautiful but socially ignorant friend a lecture on economics and inflation, but somehow it was more fun to let Babs marvel at what he was willing to do for her. "Money is no object when it comes to you, Babs." "Well, maybe just one ride." She smiled shyly. It would be silly to turn down something as special as this. "We did come all this way after all!" "One ride it is, then off to dinner." His hand caressed her arm. "Perhaps even dessert." "Doctor Edwards!" Babs pretended shock, but was in reality tickled pink. Leon wanted her! He wasn't going to get what he wanted, but the fact that he did still want it was sort of a complement, wasn't it? "I told you, I wouldn't do that, um, no dessert for me, thank you very much!" In due course they neared the head of the line. Leon gave her hand a squeeze. "If you're scared, you don't have to go. This is like nothing from back, uh, from where you come from." "Well I like that!" Babs pushed past Leon and with a smiling attendant's help, climbed into the very front seat of the lead car. "I said I wanted to ride, and I will ride!" She stiffened and her heart began to race as the attendant pulled a heavy padded bar down over her and locked it into place. "Hold my hand?" she asked timidly as Leon climbed in next to her. "I'm not scared one tiny bit, but I, I don't like this bar holding me down. Please?" "Of course Babs!" He took her hand and noticed a slight tremble as the car began to move. "It's all in fun Babs. Didn't you notice the children waiting on line with us?" The car emerged into the bright sunlight. "Leon, I changed my mind!" she gripped his warm hand tightly. "It can stop, can't it? I'll go back and wait while you ride!" "Sorry sweetheart. Once it starts, you have to go through with it." The car rose ever higher. "Hold on honey, this is it!" Babs screamed as the car crested the hill and plunged downward. She screamed again, and did not stop! After the initial drop, they dropped steeper and harder! Vague impressions of Lady Liberty flashed past just before they rose upwards again. Upside down! The thought barely registered before the out of control car flashed out of the loop. Babs found herself feeling oddly light as a stomach churning twist once again flipped them upside down. Then, they plunged nearly straight down! They charged over several dizzying bumps before with a final frenzy, they spun with amazing speed through a corkscrew of track. When they finally pulled back into the station, Babs sat still as a statue. "Babs, are you okay?" Leon shook her as the bar unlocked and flipped upward. "Sweetheart? It's over! You're fine!" Was the shock too much for her? They had nothing like this coaster in her time. "Honey, talk to me. Are you hurt?" She slowly turned towards Leon and took a deep breath. "Again?" she finally gasped. She grabbed his hand in both of hers and squeezed in a viselike grip. "Again! Lets do it again! That was jolly good fun! Please, just one more time? I never knew it could be so exciting! It was almost as good last night when we" she dropped her voice to a whisper "Did that thing." when she realized just how damp she felt in a certain place, her face nearly glowed. "Please Leon? Once more before dinner?" Leon couldn't help noticing how erect her nipples were and the rosy flush of her cheeks. Did the thrill actually arouse her? Being a man, he couldn't help himself. He purchased two day passes, and found himself right back in line! "That was great fun!" Babs announced several hours later. "We only rode nine times though. After dinner could we pretty please ride again? That will make a nice even ten." Leon could not believe his ears. He never expected this girl from the past to be such a speed demon! He grinned at her childlike joy. "Dinner first, Babs. I'm starving!" "Oh alright." She grinned up at him. "I'm quite a bit peckish myself!" "Well Babs, I promised you a steakhouse and that's where we'll go. Gallagher's is supposed to be good. Mike and Brian swear by their porterhouse steaks." "If it's good enough for Michael, then it must be good!" She giggled. "Michael has excellent taste." "What about me?" Her took her arm. "Just look at the company I keep!" Babs blushed, but was quite pleased! Leon thought his taste was excellent just because she was on his arm! "Why Leon, thank you!" "You're very welcome." He winked. "Mike isn't the only one with taste, beautiful." The restaurant was crowded, but after waiting time after time for the roller coaster, it didn't seem that long at all. Besides, after the initial shock it was quite interesting to look at the various odd ways people dressed. "Leon! Look!" she grabbed his arm. "No, don't stare! See that skinny girl whose undershirt blouse is too short to tuck into her entirely too tight dungaree trousers? I think she has a picture of a butterfly right over her behind! Why would someone do that?" Leon nearly choked on the beer he had purchased in the bar. "I'm sure I don't know Babs. Some people like body art. I'd rather perfect fine unadorned skin myself." He ran a finger lightly over her arm to emphasize his point. It was Babs' turn to sputter. Was that a complement? She felt her face grow warm and tingles ran through her at his touch. After all, Leon had seen EVERY INCH of her skin! "Hush!" she whispered in embarrassment. She smiled timidly "Thank you, I think." A waiter happened by and smiled broadly at the well- endowed woman seated at his station. "Would the lady care for a dink?" he asked politely, never even thinking she could be underage. Babs placed her order. "A long island iced tea, please." She was proud of herself. She overheard several people ordering iced tea this way and didn't want to embarrass Leon or herself by sounding like a rube. Leon had visions of Babs' perfect skin waltzing through his imagination, and missed the exact wording of that order. "I'll have another beer. Babs, are you ready to order?" She hadn't looked at her menu. She was used to Robert ordering for her. "Oh, um, yes. Prime rib, please. Rare!" She opened the menu and hr eyes nearly popped out! The prices were astoundingly high! "No, I, I'll just have my tea, thank you just the same!" Leon laughed. "Sweetheart, I said money was no object, and I meant it! The lady wants prime rib, that's what the lady gets!" Babs got her prime rib, and looked at the plate in shock. "It's huge! Leon that could feed three people!" She took a sip of her drink. It didn't taste much like tea, but it was surprisingly good. She grinned. "It does look divine!" she dug in with gusto. Leon smiled watching Babs eat. There had been no talk of red meat being unhealthy, or no eating of anything with a face. Babs was obviously enjoying her meal. Thank goodness she wasn't affected by media trends that tell women they had to be thin as rails! He hardly noticed when the waiter renewed their drinks. He only had eyes for the goddess sitting across from him. "Would you like some help with that?" he asked playfully after he had finished his own steak. "I could manage to eat a bit more. She smiled. "Well, I'll give you just a taste." She cut him a nice sized forkful, and held it out to him. "Wait until you try this. It almost melts in your mouth!" He nodded as he chewed. "That's very good. This place deserves its reputation." Leon then saw something that made him unusually happy for such a slight thing. Babs had briefly looked at the fork that had so recently been in his mouth before giving a slight shrug and continuing with her meal. Would anyone else from her time be so willing to share a fork with an African American? The child did indeed seem to be learning. It was such a shame he had no choice but to send her home. "Why so glum, chum?" Babs asked, breaking him from his own thoughts. "I was just funning you. I'll give you more of my steak if you want it so much." She drained her glass and smiled happily when the waiter brought another. She picked up the new glass and took a healthy gulp. "My but this is refreshing! Is all tea in the future this good?" "Tea?" He took the glass from Babs and took a sip. "Oh fuck! Babs, this isn't tea!" "Doctor Leon Edwards! That is a bad thing to say! I do not approve of bad words!" She snatched her drink back. "You said a bad word, so you can not share my tea! I stopped saying the word that you don't like. What's fair is fair!" She threw back her head and gulped down the rest of the Long Island iced tea. "Now it's all done!" she giggled. "Can I have another, pretty please?" "I don't think that would be a good idea!" He rubbed a hand across his face in exasperation. "Babs, can I ask you a question?" "Uh huh!" Her gin had a decidedly lopsided look. "Are you gonna ask to see my thighs?" She giggled, "You are a bad man!" "No! Nothing like that! Babs sweetie, do you ever drink alcohol?" "Don't be silly, Leon! I know men like to drink a beer or two, or three, four five, six." She smiled at him. "What were we talking about? Oh! Don't be shilly! Mommy didn't hold with girls drinkin' even hard cider. I wouldn't toush any of that stuff with a ten foot pole!" "Sweetie, how much tea did you have?" She held up two fingers, looked closely at her hand, and held up all five. "Three! Three teas. Oh goodness, that rhymes!" "You're a poet, and don't know it." Leon groaned inwardly. What else Babs didn't seem to know was that she was positively hammered on three Long Island iced teas! She clapped happily. "So are you! That was a good rhyme too!" He tossed a hundred dollar bill on the table and hastened to her side. "Come on Babs, it's time to go home." "Aww, it's still early!" she didn't resist as Leon helped her to her feet. "I know! Lets go see a pitcher show!" "You forgot about my DVD, um, moving picture phonograph." He smiled hopefully. "Lets go home and pick out a nice film to watch together." The happily sloshed girl waggled a finger in his face. "No movies with pink harlots!" she warned. "I want to see a nice movie!" "Pink harlots?" Leon remembered the disk that was still in the player. "No! Certainly no harlot movies! I promise! How about a nice comedy?" What did he have that Babs wouldn't be offended by? "Abbott and Costello go to Mars!" Her grin broadened. "Is that a new one? Gee! Abbott and Costello in a rocketship like Flash Gordon? I want to watch that!" Leon breathed a sigh of relief. This wasn't going to be as bad as he thought. "Then that's what we'll watch." He held out his arm. "Shall we go?" Babs swayed a bit as they headed out of the restaurant and began to fidget. "Leon?" She asked in what could be called a stage whisper. "I really have to go pee-pee." With a giggle, she continued. "I have to pee-pee or I might have an accident in your pretty car!" He clapped a hand to his head. You certainly couldn't say things were boring with Babs around! He guided his date towards the rest room area. "Hurry up sweetie. Be good and I'll make us some pop corn for the movie." "I'm a good girl!" she announced loudly, much to the amusement of those passing by. "I'll be back in a jiffy!" Hurrying in, she swayed just a bit as she entered the restroom. Leon sighed as he leaned his massive frame against the wall. He'd never been one to be attracted by the prospect of a drunken girl, but Babs was just so damn cute. He sighed again. It was going to tear out his heart to send her back. "That sounds like a man in love, little brother." "Monica!" He stared in shock down at his big sister. "I thought you were on call at the hospital tonight!" "I traded off as a favor to a friend." She grinned up at her younger brother. "Is that living baby doll I just saw going in there the subject of your sighs?" "Yes. No! Why are you here? Why now?" Leon felt a sudden dread. Would Babs behave herself while he somehow got Monica to leave the area? Things were complicated enough without his sloshed charge saying something to upset his very opinionated sister! "No?" Monica winked knowingly. "I happen to know she's just the type of busty white woman to float your boat. Would you like me to talk to her? I'm going in anyway." Leon almost followed as his sister went in. Instead he stared at his watch, trying to will Babs to pee faster and keep her mouth shut! What was taking so damn long? Two sexy young women passed him as he waited. An odd burning pain struck deep in his arm just as he witnessed security grab the girls and retrieve a snub nosed revolver from the taller girl's bag. The pain vanished as quick as it appeared, and the two girls were whisked away. Leon forgot about them in an instant as he went right back to worrying about his young and drunken charge. Babs marveled briefly at the huge room before choosing a stall. Her amazement doubled when the toilet knew she had finished and flushed all by itself! The sink was another story altogether. She studied the problem for a long moment. "Oh uh! Someone forgot to put on the knobs!" Babs was at her wits end. Two young Negro girls were watching and laughing at her puzzlement. How could they laugh at her while they were dressed so shamelessly? It was either ask them how to work the sink, or go back to Leon without washing her hands. Just at that point, a young woman walked in. She was wearing a gold lamae gown that clung to her figure like liquid fire. It looked lovely against her deep chocolate complexion. Finally someone who dressed nicely in this time! She forgot about asking the other two Negro girls and let the young harlots in their skintight undershirts leave without speaking to them. Instead, the tipsy blonde walked right up to the newcomer and grabbed a hand in both of hers. "You're sure lovely!" she slurred. "I just wanna tell you I'm happy we go to the same bathroom together! We can even use the same stall even though you are a Negro woman!" The beautiful young woman looked Babs up and down with a critical eye. "You should be more careful in what you say, baby. Anyone else may have been upset at that comment." Oh no! She had hurt someone else's feelings now! "I'm sorry! I'm trying so hard!" The inebriated woman sniffed back her tears. "Leon was so cross when I said the wrong words! I don't want everyone here to hate me!" "Hush now sugar. I know you didn't mean any harm." She smiled kindly. "Now, did you wash your hands?" Babs blushed. "I didn't know how to turn on the sink." She hastily released her new friend's hand. "Oh goodness! I'm sorry!" The lovely Negro woman laughed. "No harm done. Now watch." She thrust her hands under the faucet and began to wash up. See? It's very simple." "The sink is magic too!" Babs exclaimed as the water started to flow when she placed her hands under another faucet. Her tears were forgotten as she enjoyed yet another marvel of the twenty-first century! "Lets go now Baby. I think your date is waiting." "That's Leon." Babs explained in a hushed voice. "He's gonna ask for my hand in marriage soon, I hope." Her new friend laughed. "I know who he is. I'm Leon's big sister Monica. "Very nice to meet you, Monica! I'm Barbara-Anne Barrister. My friends call me Babs." She blushed shyly. "I like when you call me baby though. My mommy always called me baby." "Okay, Baby." She took Babs by the hand. "Let's get you back to Leon before he comes in here after us!" Leon got the shock of his life when Babs and Monica came out holding hands. "Leon!" Babs shouted happily. "This is your big sister!" She looked from the woman at her side, and the huge form of Leon and started to giggle. "Big sister! Leon, this is Monica. She's your littler but big sister!" Monica laughed. "I think he knows that already, Baby." She took Babs' hand and placed it in Leon's. "You two go home now and have a nice time." She winked at Babs. "I'm on your side, Baby girl. Remember that. Whatever else happens, I'm cheering for you." "That's what Michael says!" The blonde grinned happily. "Oh thank you! Thank you so much!" "What the fuck is going on?" Leon demanded. "Oh Leon!" Babs called out in a singsong voice. "Don't say bad words!" Monica laughed at Leon's discomfort. "Yes little brother. Watch your language around ladies!" He snapped to attention as if slapped. "Oh! Sorry about that! I was just worried about Babs." "I took good care of her." Monica stared right into her brother's eyes. "Now you bring her home and take very good care of her tonight!" "Monica!" Leon rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. Why was he feeling like when he was twelve and Monica had discovered his stash of porn? "Babs is just a friend!" "I like Monica!" Babs announced as Leon finally managed to get her back to the car. It makes you feel nice just being near her!" "That's what makes her such a fine Doctor and surgeon." Leon grinned. "She puts everyone at their ease. Everyone but her little brother, that is!" Babs frowned. "A Negro girl doctor." She threw her arms around Leon. "I'm glad she lives here and not home with me! Monica is such a nice person! I'm so very happy she can be a doctor here!" Leon was taken aback. Babs had learned! In such a short time she had managed to throw off much of the twisted thinking of her own time! His heart sank at the thought of her possibly reverting once she was returned to her own era. Best not to think of that. He had made a few phone calls and pulled a few strings while Mike played at hair salon. The new generator should be in place by morning. If Bryan succeeded in repairing the guidance system, Babs would be back home by tomorrow afternoon! "A penny for your thoughts?" Babs asked playfully when they had returned to Leon's apartment. "You seem really glum, chum. What's wrong?" He forced himself to smile. "Nothing Babs. Nothing at all." Her bloodshot eyes closed to slits. "I have a secret that will cheer you all up. Wanna know what it is?" Leon was routing through the stacks of DVDs Babs had scattered all around for some reason. Oh! She had been alphabetizing his collection. So that's why she had found his secret porn disk. He forced that thought far out of his mind as his penis gave a warning jerk. "Sure Babs. What's this secret you have?" he asked when he finally located his Abbott and Costello disks. "I'd love some good news right about now." The blonde grinned a lopsided grin again and kicked off her shoes. "It's something Michael got me." She bent slightly at the waist and began pulling at her dress in the region of her hips. "I have tiny little under-panties!" The drunken girl gave a sexy little shimmy and stood tall while the garment in question slowly dropped to settle around her ankles. She daintily stepped out of them and gracefully knelt to pick them up. "See Aren't they pretty?" Leon gasped. Abbott and Costello go to Mars fell from his limp fingers and rolled half way across the living room floor. "Babs, knock it off!" he gasped as his cock surged fully erect in almost no time at all. "You don't know what you're doing! Go in the other room and put those back on!" "Yes I do know what I'm doing'!" she giggled. "I wanted to show you the pretty things Michael bought me." She staggered slightly as she walked over and handed them to the stunned man. "They're almost like wearing nothing at all! I still can't figure out how he knew all my sizes!" Leon instinctively closed his hand around the wisp of a panty. They were still warm, and his fingers detected a slight moistness around the crotch. "Very nice." He whispered. Mike knows how to shop." "And How!" Babs shouted happily. "The brassiere matches perfectly too!" She looked down at Leon's crotch and her eyes narrowed. "Leon! Stop making that get hard!" she pointed at the hugely erect organ snaking it's way down his pant leg. "I told you I would not risk doing that ever again before I'm properly married! You know a girl is only safe on her very first time!" Leon groaned. Somehow knowing her bottom was now naked under the dress was simply one of the most erotic things he had ever experienced. That forbidden knowledge was clouding his judgment. Babs believed without question that old wives tale about virgins making love for the first time not getting pregnant. In her intoxicated state, what else would she believe? After all, the damage was already done! "Of course I know all about that Babs. I am a doctor. I know more about the subject then you do." "Really?" she looked puzzled. "What else is there to know?" Leon knew he would hate himself for this tomorrow, but his need for her was like a physical addiction! "When a young couple gets married, sometimes it takes a while for them to become settled in their new life together. If they want to hold off for a bit on having babies, there is a very simple secret thing they can do." "What? What?" Babs felt herself growing very warm. Was there a secret that would let her safely know the joy of wedded union again, without any risk? "Leon, don't be a meanie! Tell me!" "I'm surprised you don't know this already Babs." He tried his best to look trustworthy and honest while telling about the stupidest lie he had ever uttered. "It's simple, but very important. The girl must remain on top. It's basic physics. Gravity will prevent the husband's seed from going in deep enough to impregnate his bride." "Oh! Really? That makes sense!" she shook her head. "I mean, of course I know all about that! I was just testin' you, is all! Everyone knows men don't like their wives to be on top, cause they always want to make babies in them!" God help him, was it going to be that easy to convince her? He smiled while his conscience protested. "Does that mean you'd like to try it again?" The flushed young woman thought for a moment. "Don't you go getting the wrong ideas about me, Doctor Leon Edwards! I am only doing this because you so obviously want me to do it! It isn't me that wants to get all sweaty and worked up doing private things we should only do if married! Good girls never do such nasty things!" He took her into his arms. "I know that sweetheart." He kissed her, and felt that wonderful body melt against his. "You are a good girl above all else. Anyone can see that." She whimpered softly at Leon's possessive kiss. "I am a good girl." She repeated. "Can, can we go into your bedroom now? Please?" He took the gorgeous young woman by the hand, and led her as if leading a child. "Here we are." He closed the door before giving Babs another kiss. "In my bedroom." She giggled nervously at being closed in all alone with a man in his private bedroom. "Leon, um, how, how should I start, I mean, if I was the one who wanted to do this?" "You wouldn't want to rumple that lovely dress now, would you? Why don't you slip it off?" He held up the panties and grinned. "That way you can show me how nicely your bra matches these pretty little panties of yours." "Bra? Oh! You mean brassiere!" she grinned nervously as her trembling fingers undid the five pearl-white buttons. Taking a breath to steady her nerves, Babs unclasped the belt and let it drop to the floor. Bashfully turning her back, she still felt Leon's eyes on her as she slipped out of the dress. Not knowing what else to do, she opened his closet and found a hanger. It wouldn't do to muss Leon's neat and tidy room! She primly hung the dress among Leon's clothes before retrieving her belt. For some reason she felt a little dizzy and almost fell while getting it. Laughing at her own silliness helped ease her nerves. "See? It's a perfect match!" "Babs love, I won't be able to tell for sure unless you turn around." "See! I told you it matches!" She covered her sex with both hands and turned. Her mouth dropped open when she saw him. Leon was nude! He sneakily undressed while she was looking the other way. Once more his staff was pointing right at her. This time she giggled. "That big mean brown snake wants to go inside me again! You are a wicked man for making it point at me like that!" "No Babs, you have it all wrong. You made it point at you by being so beautiful." She smiled brightly. "Really? I really made it go like that?" She forgot about covering herself for a moment and unhooked her brassiere. She carefully hung it over the hanger with the dress. "You really think I'm beautiful?" "Oh Babs, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!" He stepped closer and once again took her in his arms. "You're simply lovely!" With a giggle, she slipped out of his arms. "You're tryin' to trick me!" Damn, she managed to figure it out. It was a stupid idea to feed her such an obvious falsehood as a scientific fact. They weren't that simple in 1941! "I'm sorry, but can you blame me?" he sighed. "I can't help how your beauty affects me." "I knew it! You were just tryin' to trick me into letting you go on top!" the gorgeous naked woman put her hands on her hips and glared. "You were just going to throw me on the bed and do what you did last night!" A sly smile slowly spread across her face. "You wanna put a baby in my tummy I bet! I won't let you do that, not until I'm married!" She spun around and almost fell before pointing at the bed. "You get on first and lay down! You stay on the bottom so I can't get in a, um, family way! No funny business or I'll lock myself in the bathroom until Michael comes over to rescue me!" She stuck out her tongue. "Then I'll tell your big sister on you!" Leon tried mightily to hide his grin. "You got me, Babs. I was going to try and trick you just like that." He got on the bed and laid flat on his back. "No funny business, I promise." Babs could hardly keep her eyes off of his massive organ. It stood proud and tall, waiting for her. "I really made it get all hard like that?" There was a distinct note of pride in her voice. Her face felt hot. "Leon, um, you make me feel, well, wet. I mean, down here." She bashfully motioned downward at the cleft between her legs. "It's almost like my body wants that thing to go inside, uh, not that I want to do this!" She waggled her finger again. "You want to do this! I'm just bein' nice!" "You're being very nice Babs." He sighed. Leon found he was almost content to just drink in the sight of her extraordinarily sexy body. Almost. "Why don't you join me on the bed? That would really be nice." "Oh, alright. Since you insist!" For someone who claimed she didn't really want to 'do anything', the blonde sure was quick to scramble onto the bed! She took a good long look at Leon's manhood. It still amazed her that such a huge thing had fit clear up inside her body! "Leon, uh, may I touch your thing?" He took a deep breath. "I'd like that very much." "I know that!" she gently reached out her hand and let her fingertips lightly graze that scary wonderful staff. "Why it's so silky smooth!" she gingerly closed her hand around it. For some reason it pleased her that her long fingers could not reach all the way around. She realized suddenly that the dark mahogany flesh made a very nice contrast to her own pale skin. Babs gave a very gentle squeeze. "It's warm, and really hard inside too." She gave him another lopsided grin. "I did this!" she declared proudly. "You like me, so your thing got so very hard just to let me know!" Leon's whole body gave a slight shudder at that soft and loving touch. "Yes sweetheart. It got all hard just to prove how beautiful I think you are." Babs leaned closer and stared right at the very head. "Peek-a- boo!" she laughed as she slowly gave in to impulse and stroked her hand up and down. She grasped just hard enough to sort of slip the silky warm flesh back and forth a tiny bit. It sure looked funny to see the bulbous helmet shaped end move in and out of the odd skin covering at the top of the shaft. "I see you!" The disturbing images of the pink harlot invaded her fuzzy mind. The thought of putting Leon's thing in her mouth frightened her, but she wanted him to know she would be a good wife. "I know!" she leaned just a bit closer and gave the tip a sweet little kiss just as a glistening drop of syrupy fluid appeared at the little slit of a hole. "Oh Babs!" Leon groaned and gripped the sheets tightly in his massive fists. "You don't have to do that!" "Slimy stuff got on my mouth!" She rubbed her lips, but it was more in thoughtfulness then disgust. "Salty. Did you know that when I get all wet and slippery down there, it tastes salty too?" she blushed. "I accidentally licked my fingers the last few bunches of times I tickled myself. I think I taste better!" God help his soul! Could this woman child be any more seductive and sensual if she actually knew what she was doing? "I know Babs. I tasted you, Remember?" he finally said in a rather strained and husky voice. "That's right! I liked it when you did that!" She closed her eyes and sighed happily at the memory. "I'm getting wetter and wetter from only thinking about it." "That's because your body is making itself ready for me." Leon's voice was growing rougher by the moment. He was more then ready for her! "Don't you think it's a good idea for your pretty little opening to be slippery while I push into you?" "That makes sense!" she gave his staff a few more strokes. "I can tell you want to put it inside, down there. I think it's even harder now then it was a minute ago." Her face grew rather red. "I guess I'll put up with it, since it'll be safe anyway, even though I don't wanna do it!" She gave him a dagger look. "Don't you dare even think of rolling over so you will be on top! If you do" she tried to look mean. "I'll punch you! I'll punch you right in the nose, Doctor Leon Edwards!" The beautiful blonde nearly fell off the bed while climbing over him to straddle his muscular body. "I fibbed." She whispered as she once again grasped his shaft. "I really do wanna do it!" she sat on his legs and frowned down at the shaft and snatched her hand away as if it burned her. "I don't understand! Girls shouldn't wanna do this! Mommy said it's just what you have to put up with for the joy of motherhood! I think I'm turning into a bad girl!" "You listen to me, Barbara-Anne Barrister!" Leon thought fast. "Your mother loved you, am I right?" The upset girl sighed. "That's a silly question! Mommy loved me with all her heart! That is something you can take to the bank!" "Then don't you think she would say anything to protect her precious daughter?" "Yes! Of course she would!" The lovely girl's eyes opened wide. "She really would, wouldn't she?" "Obviously!" Leon felt a stab of guilt, but just couldn't help himself! He needed Babs to make love to him! He never felt the need for a woman this powerfully in all his life! "If your mother told you how much a woman would enjoy lovemaking, she'd worry herself sick over you!" "Oh, Leon dear, you're right!" She grasped his hardness again and gave it a friendly little squeeze. "Mommy would have been scared I would make a mistake and end up with my tummy getting big and round! I bet she didn't know the 'being on top' secret! She told me I'd have to put up with it just to protect me!" Leon was only a man. That warm hand on his penis once again drove the guilt deep enough that he could pretend it wasn't there. "That's not her fault. She wasn't a doctor or a scientist, was she?" "Don't talk silly!" happy once again, Babs smiled sweetly. "Mommy was a librarian, just like me! "See? You're still a good girl." He gave her a wink. "What does my good girl want to do now?" She playfully waggled his shaft from side to side. "I wanna put this up inside me!" She let the wonderful hard shaft loose, and got onto her hands and knees over him. "You're too big!" she scolded as she moved back and forth, letting her silky slippery slit rub up and down over his hardness. "Go in! Go in!" she breathed as she clumsily tried to line herself up with the tip of his staff. Babs moaned in frustration as she wriggled and shimmied in her efforts to capture the prize she sought. "Please, I want you to go in!" Leon could not believe the sensations that her movements caused to race through his body. "I'll help." He gasped as he slipped a hand between their bodies. Leon grasped his cock and guided it towards heaven as the beautiful girl kept right on moving. They both gasped as the head finally penetrated her tightness. "Oh Leon!" Babs cried as she impaled herself fully on that wicked blessed hardness! "It's in me again! Oh Leon! Dear Leon! You're inside me again!" Once more Leon found himself surrounded by the incredible silky warmth of that tightly clutching sheath. "Yes sweetheart, I'm inside you!" It would have been so easy to roll over on her and do what he so dearly wanted to do. He couldn't though. He couldn't bring himself to shatter the illusion of his damn stupid lie. What kind of man would do something like this? He saw the look of rapture on her face and the lie was forgotten. Besides, he was certain deep in his heart that the naïve girl was already carrying his child. "How does it feel, Babs?" The lovely woman held perfectly still for a long moment. "So full." She finally breathed. "Leon, you're so far up inside me! I like this!" the beautiful blonde slowly began to move. "Oh! Oh Leon! In and out! Just like last night, but I'm doing it! I'm makin' it go in and out of me!" "Yes you are, Babs!" he gripped the sheets even harder. "You're doing so good honey! Just like last night!" Babs may have lacked experience, but that didn't mean she didn't know what felt good. As the tipsy aroused girl began to move faster, her hips started a sensual and slow rolling motion. It pleased both the lovers greatly. "In and out, In and out." She breathed with every thrust of her body. "Don't think about flipping me over like a flap jack!" she yelled when she saw the burning desire on Leon's face. "I like gravity! Gravity is a girl's best friend because I'm on top!" "Yeah, gravity." Leon stared up at his lover. Those gorgeous firm breasts swayed in a way that aroused him like no Internet porn ever did. Her face though, that was her true glory. With every sensual movement of her body, her face seemed to grow even more radiantly beautiful! "Yes Babs, gravity is my friend too! I like gravity just fine! I wouldn't dream of moving right now!" Reassured, Babs sat up a bit and braced her hands against Leon's strong broad chest. Her motions increased as she rocked and swayed on the huge shaft plunging deep into her trembling body. "So good!" she hissed as her body worked mightily to give them both pleasure. "Oh so very good!" Leon moaned. This innocent girl was driving him crazy! Her golden hair flew about her face as she frantically thrust herself onto his straining throbbing cock. "Like that Babs! Just like that!" he gasped, as her movements grew more frantic. Babs felt her heart pounding beneath her heaving breasts. It was building up! "Gonna do it!" she cried out as her body flew into a frenzy. "Gonna, gonna have a fit!" She threw her head back and screamed as her whole body shook. A tiny part of her felt certain this convulsive seizure was much more powerful then last nights! The rest of her simply gloried as waves of pleasure threatened to consume her! "So beautiful!" Leon gasped as he watched the woman child writhe through a massive orgasm. Her body grasped at him in a shuddering massage that drove him over the edge! Strong hands gripped her waist. Leon lifted her up and slammed her back down again. Once, twice, three times he fucked her body onto his cock. With an animal like grunt, he exploded! Once more he blasted his thick hot seed into her body. He hardly thought of the danger he was putting her in. It didn't make much difference anyway. Babs could not be made more pregnant then she already was from their glorious first time together! Babs cried out again in joyous shock. This was something she never knew before! Just as her powerful fit had begun to ease, Leon had grabbed her and forced her body to keep moving on his hardness. She felt it jerk within her and that was it! Striking like lightning, a bigger and more powerful fit shook her very soul! "I'm dying!" she screamed as he made her fly into yet a third fit! "Leon!" Leon steadied the girl as his own climax finally eased. "Sweetie, are you alright?" he asked softly as le lowered her gently to the bed. "You scared me there for a moment!" She let out a long and happy sigh. "I scared me! Leon, that was wonderful!" Babs yawned. "Better 'n roller coasters!" she proclaimed softly before finally slipping off to sleep. "Oh God, yes it was." Leon whispered as he lay beside his exhausted lover. Why in all of creation did her have to fall in love with someone that couldn't possibly remain in this century with him? He watched the sleeping girl for what felt like hours. He wanted to memorize every line of her face and gentle curve of her luscious body. He finally dropped off into a restless sleep shortly before dawn. "I'm dying!" Babs gasped, snapping Leon wide-awake. "My, my head is about to explode! The room won't stop spinning!" she whimpered softly. "What's happening to me?" Leon nearly fell as he jumped from the bed. "Babs, it's okay, you're going to be fine!" he whispered while openly staring at her beautiful body. The troubled girl tried to focus bleary eyes on him. "Please stop yelling at me! My head is gonna burst like a toy balloon!" His nakedness caught her attention. "It's still big?" she gasped while pointing a shaky finger at his proudly hard shaft. "Please don't show me that now. I feel, uh, I don't, I'm um, I think I may, urp!" Her eyes opened wide. "Scuse me!" she gasped as she jumped up and staggered to the bathroom. Racing after her, Leon was just in time to see the miserable girl drop to her knees before the toilet. "Oh hell, the iced tea!" Memories of dorm life filled his brain as Leon gently patted her back while holding her glorious hair out of the way. He tried to look anywhere but at Babs as the nude young woman evacuated her jittery stomach. "I'm never sick. I don't understand this." Babs said sadly while clutching a large celluloid bowl to her ample chest. "Leon, I'm so sorry you had to clean up after me!" "You're not sick Babs." He tried hard not to smile. "A Long Island iced tea is a somewhat potent cocktail. You got drunk last night, and now you're hung over. I'm sorry I didn't notice when you ordered your first drink." She hung her head. "Mommy always said strong drink was the devil's brew." Looking up again, a slight smile brightened her face. "At least I wasn't so stupid from the alcohol that I let you be on top. I'd be in big trouble then!" "Yeah, right. Big trouble." Guilt struck him as almost a physical pain. He opened his mouth to admit his lust driven lie from the night before. A light tapping at the door cut off his ill-advised confession. "You stay here Babs." He tightened the sash on his robe and practically ran from the bedroom. Mike grinned knowingly up at him when Leon opened the door. "A little birdie told me you would be needing a few things this fine morning." The smaller man said cheerfully as he pushed past and laid a garment bag on the coffee table. He then marched right to the bedroom and continued on inside. "Hello Michael." Babs said softly from beneath the blankets. "I don't feel so very good." "I know, girlfriend. I'm here to help." He pulled a bottle out of the paper sack he carried and shook out two large white tablets. "Chew these up very carefully and wash them down with this." He showed her a small bottle of fluid. The weary girl peered closely at the tablets. "Tums?" she looked up at the bottle and sighed. "Pedialyte? What are these for?" The caring man smiled kindly. "Most of what you're feeling is simply dehydration. You need electrolytes to make you feel better. Pedialyte helps replenish the sodium, potassium, and chloride levels in your body. The Tums will supply the bicarbonates. In a little while I'll give you something for headaches, but for now, take these. Your fairy godmother so orders!" Babs smiled weakly and put the tablets in her mouth and crunched them up. "Yuck! Chalky! Can I drink that now?" Mike grinned as he twisted open the bottle. "Sip slowly! Don't try and gulp it down like those three Long Island Iced teas now!" "Yes Michael." She sipped, and let out a sigh. "That tastes a little better, even though it's warm. Thank you. I thought for sure I was going to die!" Leon grabbed Mike and dragged him out of the room. "Three Iced teas? How the hell did you know that?" Mike froze for a moment. "Monica. Monaca must have told me." He laughed. "It's not important now. Can't you keep your big heterosexual self off of our girl? The poor thing will be worn out when you send her home today." The huge man felt his heart breaking. "Everything's ready?" "The generator is online as of an hour ago." Pride showed in Mike's smile as he continued. "My Bryan came through just as I knew he would. The operating system is fully restored. I even have the data we need to reverse the transfer. We can proceed at any time. Why? Aren't you glad to hear young Babs will be going home soon?" "Glad. Yeah, I'm glad." Leon sat heavily on the sofa. "I'm so glad I feel sick! What else can I do? She has to go back! How can I not send her back to where she'll be happy?" Michael patted his friend's shoulder. "It'll all be over soon, big guy. Don't beat yourself up over it. Put a smile on your face at least so our girl will be at ease. She's gone through too much as it is." "You're right." He took a deep breath and grinned weakly. "I'm okay. I know it's for the best." Babs wondered out, wrapped up to her chin in a blanket. "What's for the best?" she asked before taking another careful sip of the strange tonic Michael gave her. Her smile returned to nearly it's normal beautiful self. "Michael, I think I feel better now. At least I don't feel like I'm going to go whoopsy again like before. Thank you ever so much!" "You're very welcome, girlfriend!" He picked up the garment bag with a flourish and presented it to Babs. "The dress you arrived in, dry cleaned and good as new. I think it will meet with the lady's approval." "The dress I arrived in?" Just for a second, her smile faltered. "I suppose this means it's time to go home." "Yes Babs." Leon sighed. "It's time to go home." Mike threw his arm around the troubled girl and headed her back to the bedroom. "Do you trust me?" he asked in a hushed voice. "Yes Michael! Of course I trust you!" She sniffed back her tears. "You're my fairy godmother, remember?" The Asian glanced back over his shoulder and seemed pleased that Leon had not followed. "Then listen girl!" he hissed. "You do exactly what I say, do you hear? If you do, all your dreams will come true!" The young woman's eyes opened wide at this offer of hope. "I will! I promise!" Leon looked up from his lonely perch on the sofa. "What are you two whispering about? You'd think this wasn't my home or something!" "Girl talk, Leon!" Mike tried to suppress a grin. "I was just telling Babs that if she ran into any, uh, TROUBLE, she should move to France." The big man looked as if a physical blow struck him. "Yes, uh, you're right. Babs, you do exactly what Mike says, do you hear? He knows exactly what's right for you!" "Yes Leon. I'll listen to Michael." She sighed. "I know he has my best interests in mind." "That I surely do, girlfriend!" He hustled the blanket wrapped beauty back into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. Leon slammed his hand down on his leg, ignoring the pain that would have crippled a lesser man. "It's all for the best. It has to be all for the best!" There was another tap at the door. Leon woodenly rose and opened it. "Hey dude!" Bryan sauntered in and eyed the big man from head to foot. "Tempting." He whistled in appreciation at Leon's impressive build. "Ever think of taking up dancing? You'd rake in the dollars my friend." Swiping a hand over his face, Leon couldn't help a slight smile. Bryan projected the physique and attitude one would expect from your prototypical 'surfer dude'. He never could figure out why the genial guy lived in the middle of a desert. "Cool it, Moon Doggie." He pulled his robe tighter. "Who'd pay more, men or women?" "I'd say it would be a toss-up." The ruggedly handsome blond grinned. "You offer something for everyone." "I live in an insane asylum!" He laughed, but his heart still ached. "I hear you worked your magic on our wrecked drive. I can't thank you enough." "Anything for our Babs." He paused. "Um, Mike sure speaks well of her, I mean." Something wasn't right but before Leon could question Bryan, Babs returned to the living room. She was a vision in canary yellow in the dress she wore when she first traveled through time. Her impressive bosoms pointed at him like twin torpedoes in her original old-fashioned conical cupped bra. "I'm ready to go." She said with a slight smile, eyes glowing. Her eyes drifted slightly down his body. "Leon! We have company!" The big man gasped and ran for the privacy of his bedroom. "Damn it all to hell!" he scolded under his breath as he hastily dressed. "What am I, a fucking teenager? Can't I go five freaking minutes without popping a damn boner? Now Bryan saw my damn erection! I may as well start pole dancing!" Babs giggled as Leon rushed past her. "Poor Leon. He loves me so much!" She spotted the newcomer and rushed to throw her arms around him. "You must be Bryan! Thank you for helping me!" Bryan grinned. "You already thanked, uh, this is confusing but you're very welcome Babs!" He looked at his watch. "Everything is all set Mike. Hurry up the big Boss and lets get this show on the road!" Leon trudged into the living room as if walking to his own execution. It seems he had underestimated Babs. Instead of crying, she was chatting away quite merrily. It was as if she were getting ready to go on vacation, not leave his life forever! "Let's go." He snapped. "The big Boss needs to get his project back on track!" The gorgeous young woman gently patted his arm. "Don't be so mean, Leon. I'm sure your project will be a huge success!" she smiled prettily. "Whatever your project was supposed to be before I got mixed up in it. I still don't understand what you science folks are up to!" "Never mind that!" Leon flung open the door and stormed out of the apartment. "Is everyone coming? I can't wait to get some peace and quite tonight in my EMPTY apartment!" Anger and grief tore through him, but perhaps bluntness was the best way. Still, he held out his arm to Babs. "Miss Barrister, shall we go?" "Doctor Edwards, we shall." Her heart fluttered, but Michael and Bryan both grinned and nodded their approval as she took the offered arm. The silence in the car could be cut with a knife. Leon glanced at his passenger and Babs only smiled sweetly back at him. Had he been wrong? No tears? No begging to stay? He had been prepared for that, but this? Babs seemed quite content to just forget about him and return to the 'bad old days' of her own era. Once again guilt burned deep in his soul. The naïve girl would sure remember him when her belly started to swell! Would she grow to hate him? The girl wasn't stupid. As soon as she knew she was pregnant, she'd know he lied about her being on top just to get another chance at her heavenly body! Would she begin to think of him as the uppity nigger that ruined her life with a half-breed bastard of a child? He pulled off the main road and raced down the private drive to the lab. There was her car. It gleamed in the brilliant desert sun. Had Mike actually taken the time to wash it? What was the point? Leon sighed and faced Babs again. "What Mike told you, remember it!" he snapped, thinking about her life being much easier in the freer society of Paris France in the nineteen forties and fifties. Babs only continued to smile. "I remember all Michael's instructions perfectly, Doctor Edwards. You have no cause to worry about me." He didn't know what to say, so he exited the car. Stomping around the car, he yanked open her door. "Do you have all of your belongings?" he asked in a strained voice as she took his hand and gracefully left the vehicle. "Yes Doctor Edwards." She held up her purse. "This is everything I need." Leon closed his eyes for a second. Her hair looked like spun gold in the light of the desert day. He turned his back, but she only moved with him. "Get in your car. We may as well get this over with!" Babs stood on tiptoe and kissed Leon's cheek. "Au revoir, Doctor Edwards!" she said brightly before turning sharply and walking gracefully away. "Until we meet again!" The big man watched as the golden beauty got in the 1940 Studebaker Commander and closed the door. She smiled at him again and he hated himself for how much he loved her. "Au revoir, Babs." He answered softly before entering the air-conditioned coolness of the lab. Mike looked up from his workstation. "Everything is up and running. The new generator is in synch with the others, and all systems are go." Bryan looked over from an improvised card table computer desk. "Your navigation computer now has a back-up." He affectionately patted the battered computer tower on his table. "If you lose a drive again, Frankenstein here will seamlessly take over." "Good!" Leon sat at the master control and initiated the preliminary analysis of the car Babs was in. No! Of the test mass! "Scan focus point set. Bring all generators up to max output. Slowly!" The whine steadily grew louder as the power levels grew. "Leon, I'm reading a gravity shift again!" Mike picked up a microphone. "Babs, you should be feeling lighter. It's normal. Just take a deep breath and relax." Leon also took a deep breath, but did not relax. "She waved. The fool is grinning like she's on a roller coaster!" "Gravity dropping, slowly. 98 percent. 82 percent. 74 percent. Holding at half Earth normal!" Now Mike took a deep breath. "Hand on door release!" he announced abruptly into the microphone. "The mass is beginning to shift." Leon felt helpless as he watched the car grow transparent. "Door release? What?" Mike ignored his friend and boss. "Counting, five, four, open door, two, NOW! ONE!" "Babs, no!" It was too late! Screaming something unheard over the generator power hum, Babs flung open the car door and threw herself to the dusty ground. She never reached it. Babs vanished as the car suddenly became the rusted out hulk of their original test mass. "Transfer complete!" Mike happily shut down the generators and faced his friend. "Success! We have our car back!" Leon stared at Mike Fuji as if seeing the man for the first time. He rose shakily to his feet. "You bastard! What did you do? You God damned bastard!" He clenched his powerful hands into rock hard fists. "I'll kill you!" he screamed in rage as he raced across the floor. Bryan leapt to defend his lover. "Get in here, quick!" he bellowed as he threw himself at the enraged man. Leon brushed Bryan away and lunged at Mike. "You fucking piece of shit! You killed her!" "Leon Edwards, you watch your language and apologize to Michael for those nasty things you said." No man alive could have stopped Leon in his rage, but that gentle voice made him freeze in his tracks. "Babs?" He spun around and stared. There was the lovely Barbara-Anne Barrister! Seconds ago he had seen her wink out of existence in a canary yellow dress. Now she stood before him dressed in a navy blue skirt, white blouse, with a bright red collar. She looked like a movie starlet on her way to a day of sailing and fun. His jaw dropped open. "Go on." The golden dream smiled. "Tell Michael you're sorry or I'll tell Monica on you!" Leon shuffled towards the vision, unable to believe his eyes. "Oh Babs! My precious Babs!" The huge man threw his arms around her and pulled the beauty to him. "My Babs! My beautiful Babs!" Words failed him as he began to cry like a child. Babs gently stroked her beloved's broad back while his body was wracked by sobs. "I know." She said, voice muffled against his powerful chest. "I know you love me. I love you too, dearest Leon." The young woman whimpered softly. "I love you Leon, and you're very strong." "Little brother!" Monica laughed. "Give baby-girl some air! You're squeezing the breath out of her!" "I'm sorry!" The huge man jumped back, much to everyone's amusement. "Did I hurt you?" He hastily wiped the tears from his face and stared at the smiling girl. Slowly a grin spread over his own face. "How? I saw you dematerialize!" He spun around and pointed at Mike. This time there was no anger. "What did you do?" The relieved Mike grinned crookedly up at Leon. "Babs did it. This Babs." He pointed at the nautically dressed girl and laughed. "Six weeks ago, Bryan and I were sitting out back enjoying the cool desert air when an angel appeared in a flash of blinding light." Babs giggled. "Enjoying the air! That's rich! Michael, I seem to remember someone was completely out of breath." She blushed prettily. "It seems to me that you and Bryan were spooning quite seriously when I showed up! You two didn't look up until I called your name five times!" Bryan roared with laughter. "Can you blame me Babs?" He ribbed his partner with his elbow. "This guy is some kisser." Mike tried to look hurt, but couldn't hide his own grin. "Who's telling this story?" He cleared his throat. "Like I said, an angel appeared in a blinding light. Once I calmed her down, it didn't take me long to figure out she was a result of our experiments." "Calmed me down?" Babs looked puzzled. "I was perfectly calm. Didn't I do everything perfectly right?" "Of course you did." Mike scratched his head. "Monica, perhaps you should have a word with Leon in private." Leon looked at his sister in undisguised confusion. "Please sis, someone has to explain this to me!" Monica took her brother's hand and led him outside. "Little brother, your big sister managed to change the curse of time itself!" "What the hell are you talking about?" He took a deep breath and started over. "Are you telling me you tampered with time?" Monica's eyes flashed as she laughed. "Like you haven't?" "I haven't! I never intended Babs to travel here!" he lowered his voice. "I did my best to send her back unharmed. I wouldn't dare mess with the due course of time itself!" Monica threw her arms in the air and whirled around like a mad ballerina. "One point twenty-one gigawatts!" Her brother's startled look made her laugh again. "Do you think Doc Brown is hiding in the wings, worried that our Babs is going to fade away to nothing?" She grabbed his arm and squeezed the hard muscles. "I only saved you from me having to dig a bullet out of your arm." "This is reality, sis! Doc Brown need not apply!" he sighed. "I thought you were going to explain things to me. I'm more confused then ever!" "Mike called me up one night six weeks ago and begged me for a house call at your bat-cave." Monica frowned and put a hand to her head. "Damn, the memory is fading! Listen! She drank too much and was drunk. Babs had the misfortune to meet up with a couple of wanna be Gangsta ho's. The bitches didn't take kindly to Baby-doll being happy that they could use the same rest room as a white girl. You rushed in to save the day, and caught a .45 slug for your trouble!" she swayed a bit as she fought to hold on to the memories. "Baby was afraid you hated her. She dove out of the car in an attempt to stay and beg your forgiveness. She's been staying with me this whole time. Let me tell you, Baby-girl can cook!" "What did you do about it, sis?" He could figure out the rest, but wanted to hear it from his sister. "Do?" She put both hands to her head and concentrated. "I played dress up! Baby has a distinct flare for style and I know how to appeal to it. I caught her eye and she talked to me instead of those other two." Monica slowly put her hands down and looked blank for a moment. "What did I do? What was I saying? Oh, yes. I let a resident take me out to dinner. That's when I ran into you and Babs. It sure was strange knowing Baby-doll was at my place, and on the strip at the same time. She did tell me all about how I was going to be kind enough to teach her how to use the 'magic' sinks in a few weeks." Leon rubbed his arm, remembering the sharp stab of pain as security grabbed two girls last night. One of them did have a gun. "I see! Mike had to recreate events in a way that would have Babs exit the event field at the proper time since I wasn't shot this go around! She only followed the mass of the car back six weeks!" "You were shot?" his sister looked puzzled. "Leon, what happened? You've never been shot! Who would shoot you? What did Mike recreate? What's wrong?" The huge man threw his arms up and bellowed. "Nothing is wrong!" He picked up his sister and danced around in joy. "Nothing is wrong! I was wrong, but everything is perfect now! Sis, How can I ever thank you? How can I thank Mike and Bryan? Guess what? I'm getting married!" The door slammed open and Babs came racing outside. The blond tore past her future husband and sister-in-law and ran around the side of the building. The unmistakable sound of retching soon could be heard. Monica struggled out of her brother's grip. "I think you better go tend to your wife. I have to go tan someone's hide!" Leon shook his head. "She can't still be hung over. That was six weeks ago her time." The medical doctor ignored her brother and stormed back to the lab building. "Which one of you boys forgot the rule? You both know Babs throws up if she smells coffee before noon!" The rest was lost as the door swung shut. "Throws up from smelling coffee?" A stupid grin lit up Leon's face as his future wife made a final strained sound. "OH! Oh my God!" He nearly knocked Babs down as he raced to see if she was all right. Babs smiled up shyly at Leon. "I'm sorry. I was feeling a bit whoopsy for just a moment. I'm better now. I, I have to tell you something though." The huge man once more took the lovely woman in his arms. "You're marrying me!" he said in delight. "The sooner the better! Say yes! Please say yes! Will you marry me, Barbara- Anne Barrister?" She smiled. "Of course I'll say yes! I was just waiting all this time for you to realize you wanted to ask me!" Her smile faded. "I have to tell you something important though. Please don't be angry! I think I must have done something wrong. My, um, monthly never came. I told your sister when I started feeling sick in the mornings. By then it was a whole month late." Blushing prettily, she continued. "Monica made me go tinkle on a little stick. It somehow told her I'm expecting. I'm sorry!" Leon threw back his head and laughed. "Babs honey, you did everything right! Don't you ever say that a baby in your belly is something wrong! I love you!" He dropped to his knees and kissed her tummy. "Hey in there, I love you too!" Babs giggled and patted Leon's head. "Everyone was right! The said you would be happy, but I was just a tiny bit worried." ========================================================== Leon grinned happily at his young bride. "Honestly Babs. The module is completely climate controlled. You aren't going to need a coat. Essentially we'll be traveling inside a huge thermos bottle. The insulation is so efficient our own body heat will actually need to be dumped more then we'll run the heating system. That's what those radiator fins are for on top." "Doctor Edwards! The moon is probably cold! I do not want to get the sniffles!" she pulled the faux fur coat tighter around her body and gave a dramatic shiver. Besides. The coat was a wedding gift from Temple. Some may think a coat as a gift in the Nevada desert was a strange choice, but Babs loved it so. It was the same glossy black as Louie's fur, and he seemed to approve too. "Mrs. Edwards." He couldn't help grinning again. Even after three months of marriage, he still didn't tire of hearing those words! "I certainly wouldn't want you to catch the sniffles!" "Then that's settled!" Head held high, she strode past her husband and climbed the short ladder leading up to the stainless steel pressure sphere that now served as their test vehicle. It was so cute the way she prudishly pulled the coat tightly around her body as she entered the airlock set in the multifaceted steel ball. Mike playfully slapped the side of the vehicle he and Bryan had designed and build. "Already being henpecked, Leon?" The big man laughed. "I sure am, but I'm loving every second!" A voice echoed out from inside the vessel. "Leon dear, I do not henpeck and you know it!" her girlish giggles proved she knew he was kidding. "Belay that, crew!" the proud husband laughed. "The first mate does not talk back to the captain!" More giggles emerged from the vehicle. "First and only mate, my beloved captain! I have the proof in my tummy!" Mike almost choked. "Did I hear right? Did our Babs tell an off color joke?" "Oh hush, Michael!" The men looked up at her tapping. Babs glared down from a viewport and stuck out her tongue. "Hurry up Leon! You said that after one hundred unmanned tests we could go!" "Seriously Leon." Mike smiled. "There hasn't been so much as a hiccup in the system since we remapped the navigation program. Once we managed to warp the base unit onto the lunar surface safely, it was smooth sailing from then on. Flipping the pressure sphere from base to base solved all our landing and navigational issues." He smiled over to where Bryan was fast asleep, feet up on the communications console. "We were just too close to the problem. It was pure genius on my Bryan's part to have the sphere home in on a preexisting platform." He winked. "No more nasty temporal mishaps, at the very least!" Bryan opened one eye. "To think I only had to build ten before you science types managed to land one without smashing it!" "You're all very intelligent!" Babs tapped on the viewport again. "Leon! You promised me the moon!" A Lexus kicked up a cloud of dust as it drove towards the lab building. The silver car parked right next to the gleaming metal ball. "Hold the countdown, or whatever you guys say!" Monica shouted as she climbed out. "Baby-doll, get out here right now!" Leon glared at his sister. "I told you! There is no danger of radiation from solar flares! I wouldn't put Babs or the baby in danger like that! That's why we're going during the new moon! The entire mass of the lunar sphere will be between us and the sun at all times!" Monica laughed as she pulled a slender bottle from a brown paper bag. "Leon, for a genius you sure act foolish! I understood the moment I found out you were landing during lunar night!" She waved the bottle under his nose. "It's not lucky to go without christening your ship, you big dummy!" Babs joined them and took the bottle. "Champagne? I thought you said drinking anything like that is bad for me right now." "Right you are, Baby. This isn't for drinking. This is for busting over the bow of a ship." Bryan sauntered over. "Bow? This thing is round. Which side is the bow?" "Never you mind, Bryan!" Babs smiled. "Monica is right! We have to give our moonship a name!" Monica grabbed the blonde's arm and dragged her a few feet away from the men. Their shared giggles made Leon smile. "I have a feeling I'm going to regret this." He whispered as the girls returned. "We have to hurry!" Babs announced as she wiped her brow. "I'm getting very hot!" Mike snapped a photograph. "You are wearing a black coat under the desert sun, girlfriend!" "Never mind that!" Head held high, the lovely young woman strode up to the improvised ship. "I christen you, Spaceball One!" Shielding her eyes with one hand, she swung the bottle in an arch. The thick glass connected with the heavy steel leg of the landing base and shattered! Leon groaned and wiped a hand over his face. "Monica, stop corrupting Babs with your sense of humor!" he couldn't help laughing. "Okay! I just hope nobody jams the radar!" Babs brushed some of the foam off of her coat and smiled sweetly. "Can we go now? You promised!" Leon took his wife's hand and led her to the ladder. "Yes Babs, we can go now!" The rapidly overheating blond cast a worried glance towards her sister-in-law. "Little brother!" Monica rushed over and gave the huge man a hug as the grateful Babs hurried up the ladder. "Men all through history have promised their women the moon. I'm so proud that my brother will be the first one to deliver on that promise!" she held her brother tightly until Babs once again vanished inside the gleaming metal sphere of Spaceball One. "Now go and make history!" "Thanks, I think!" Leon effortlessly swarmed up the ladder to join his wife. He dogged the outer hatch tightly and checked the seal. Satisfied, he exited the cramped airlock and carefully shut the inner hatch. He gave the central wheel a good spin. "Good girl!" Babs had started the ventilator fans, compressors and air scrubbers of the life support system. It was a comfortable seventy-three degrees Fahrenheit on what he laughingly called the flight deck. "Are you sorry you wore a coat?" Pulling the garment tighter, Babs smiled weakly from her seat. "Of course not! The moon at night will be freezing!" "As you say." Leon sat next to his wife in the seats he had ripped from the hummer and buckled up. "You're not frightened, are you?" "Leon, don't tease!" She pulled at her own seatbelt to show she was properly restrained. "Do you forget I've done this sort of thing twice already?" He smiled and patted her hand. "How could I ever forget?" "Spaceball One, this is Nevada base. Do you read me?" "Mike, We're only a hundred yards away! Of course I read you!" Leon grinned. "Cutting external power." He dramatically flipped a switch on the rather sparse control panel before him. "Battery at ninety-seven percent charge." The two hundred and fifty-cell nickel metal hydride battery pack from a 2005 Ford Escape Hybrid was working perfectly! The system would run life support, the L.E.D. lighting array and their radio transceiver for nearly a week on one charge. "We're ready when you are!" The radio crackled back to life. "Generators up to speed! Warp out in five, four, three, two, NOW!" There was a blinding flash of golden light, followed by darkness! Leon eagerly leaned forward and gaped at the view through the forward viewport. "Translation complete! Spaceball One is on the moon! It's dark, but I can see Lunokhod 2 by Earthlight! Bryan is a genius! The laser retroreflector was absolutely perfect for range finding! Tell him he nailed the landing!" "It looks like a big kettle on baby-buggy wheels." Babs said with a laugh. She unbuckled and sprightly bounced from viewport to viewport. "Oh Leon! It's beautiful!" He looked out on the desolation. His bride was right. There was a simple elegance to the harsh landscape of the barren lunar surface. "Babs, you are the first woman ever on the moon. How do you feel?" She laughed in pure delight as he faced her. "Light as a feather, Leon dear!" "That's because the moon's gravitational pull is only one- sixth that on Earth." He grinned, Babs was very sensitive about her growing weight. "What do you weigh on Earth, honey? Then we can determine what you weigh here." "Never you mind!" she smiled sweetly. "I weigh next to nothing. We'll leave it at that!" Babs fumbled in the pocket of her coat and pulled out a slip of paper. "Leon, can I ask you a question?" "Of course Babs!" he grinned. "I'll bet you have a thousand questions to ask right now." "Just one, beloved." The lovely blond shrugged the coat off of her shoulders and let it drop to the foam rubber padded deck. It slithered down her body delightfully slow in the vastly lower gravity field. The gloriously nude woman glanced at the paper she held. "Beloved husband, would you like to join the 238,857 mile high club with me? I'm not quite sure what that means, but Monica said you would be delighted." Leon couldn't tear his eyes away from Babs. The glorious sight caused his cock to grow instantly achingly erect! The big beautiful breasts of his wife had taken on a remarkable transformation! He thought it was wonderful how pregnancy had made them grow even larger then when they had met. Now under one-sixth Earth normal gravity, they rode firmer and higher then he had ever seen on a busty woman before in his entire life! The nearly perfect globes quivered with her slightest movement in a way that made his heart race. The adorable bump of her growing belly only accentuated her radiant beauty! "Dear God in Heaven!" he whispered in awe as he attempted to get to his feet. He slapped at the seat restraints until he was finally free. "You're a Goddess!" Babs felt herself grow flush at Leon's reaction. Monica was so right! Being on the moon was more flattering to the body then any brassiere ever made! "Yes, I am a Goddess." She said in a low and husky voice. "I am the Goddess of the moon, dearest Leon!" Pent up excitement made her body tremble. She slowly spread her arms and gave her husband a dazzling smile. "Let me welcome you with my body!" The mission was forgotten in an instant. Lunokhod 2 had sat unchanged for thirty-five years. It would not matter if it waited a few more hours! Leon unzipped his flight suit and hastily stripped it from his body. "You are the most beautiful woman on the moon, Babs!" He took a step forward, his engorged erection bobbling with his movement. The happy blond held up a hand for him to stop. "I am the only woman on the moon, silly! Just think, the only woman for thousands and thousands of miles is naked in front of the only man!" She closed the distance between them and put her hands on his shoulders. "The Goddess of the moon orders the mortal to stand still!" Babs pushed down lightly on those broad muscular shoulders and effortlessly lifted herself up!" Carefully reaching between them, she positioned his massive shaft between her legs while easily supporting herself with one hand. "Stand still." She breathed as she wrapped her legs tightly around him and drew the massive shaft into her eager body. "The Goddess wants to pleasure her man!" Leon stood with arms loose at his side as Babs began to move up and down in a seductive and sinewy motion the likes of which he never experienced. His wife usually loved when he picked her up and used his immense upper body strength to bounce her on his cock. This was something else completely! There was no way his beautiful bride would have the strength and stamina to keep this on Earth without losing her grip and falling with a laugh as he grabbed her! Here on the moon, she was riding him with all the passion and gusto she usually displayed when he was laying flat on his back under her on their king sized bed! "Oh Leon! Oh, my Leon!" she cried as her frenzy grew. "I love you! I love you so much!" Babs extended her arms fully, arching her back as she continued to thrust her hips and fuck the beautiful massive shaft of her man. Her golden hair was a cloud around her face as she moved with greater and greater urgency. Delicate fingers dug with surprising strength into the hard muscles of her husband as Babs lost all semblance of control. She loved him with an animal passion that would have shocked and scandalized back in her own time period! Leon couldn't help himself. What man alive would stay still right now? His large hands reached for her. "Do it, Babs!" he gasped as he tenderly massaged her wondrous breasts. "Cum for me, baby!" Babs still was solely supporting all her insignificant lunar body weight as Leon fondled her. He did so love her bosoms! She moaned lustily as her release grew near. "You too, Leon!" she gasped as she panted. "Now! Oh please! NOW!" That was a request Leon never failed to deliver on! As his gorgeous wife began to shake and cry her ecstasy, Leon exploded! With a passionate cry of his own, the huge man's massive cock throbbed. The young woman's body milked him as pulse after warm thick pulse of semen erupted into her! The lovers tumbled to the vinyl covered foam padding of the deck. Leon landed atop Babs, but she was unhurt from his greatly reduced weight. She did squeal in delight as the sudden roughness of his cock slamming into her triggered a second series of orgasmic spasms throughout her quivering body. Leon recovered first and scrambled off of his dazed wife. "Oh God! Babs, did I hurt you? Did I hurt the baby?" The blond sat up and smiled brightly at his concern. "Leon dear, I am not made of glass. We're both fine and dandy! Monica says we can make love as long as I feel comfortable with it." She giggled. "I'll have you know I felt very comfortable, indeed!" Leon threw back his head and laughed. "I married an insatiable little vixen, didn't I?" "Yes you did." She answered primly. "You are a fine one to talk, aren't you?" With a wicked grin, Babs pointed at his still hard member. It glistened like onyx with it's thick coating of her juice and his semen. "Why is that still pointing at me?" "Why do you think, woman?" He grinned right back at his beloved. "You know I'm not a one shot kind of guy!" "My cowboy!" she giggled at what passed for dirty talk with her. "My cowboy wants to slay me with his wicked six shooter!" "You got that right, ma'am!" He motioned as if pushing back a pretend ten-gallon hat. "Pick yer poison, ma'am!" he added with a phony drawl. The lovely woman went flush, but her eyes sparkled. "My mouth!" she said suddenly as she walked towards him on her knees. "Put that nasty six-shooter in my mouth until you run out of bullets!" "Wait! Babs, what are you doing?" Since she had first witnessed his secret taste for nasty cinema, as she called it, Leon had thought the idea of oral sex with him frightened her. She simply adored when he went down on her, but the most he ever got in return was a loving kiss on the head of his penis. He didn't mind, but she had never given any indication of ever doing any more then that! "No Babs! You don't have to do this!" The fun dirty talk was forgotten. "I know I don't have to, Leon!" she took a deep breath. "Like I said. Monica told me making love is fine as long as I feel comfortable with it. What if when my belly is big and huge I don't feel comfortable any more? Monica said that wouldn't be fair to you." She put out a hand and gently grasped his slimy cock. "I practiced with a banana, working my way up to a cucumber, until I could do it just like she showed me to." "Monica said that?" Holy shit! His own sister had talked Babs into going down on him? She even gave her helpful tips and demonstrations? The huge man sighed as the lips he adored closed over the head of his throbbing erect cock. How on God's green Earth could he ever calculate how much he owed his big sister for this? Babs was very careful. Monica had impressed upon her that a man's member had very sensitive skin. That's why it had been so important to practice with a banana. Groove marks on the soft fruit meant too much pressure with teeth. Light grazing from time to time was fine, just as long as you didn't get carried away. It sure was a good thing her new sister-in- law was a medical doctor! Monica simply knew EVERYTHING about how to make a man's thing feel good! The young woman kept her lessons firmly in mind as she slowly accepted more of her husband's largeness. The warm presence of his shaft in her mouth was much nicer then any cold fruits or vegetables! Bigger too! Babs had to open her jaws as wide as she possibly could to accommodate her husband's manhood. Leon groaned. Babs was overjoyed to recognize this sign of her husband's growing pleasure! She moved her tongue, and he groaned again. Leon's groans and happy moans encouraged Babs as she began, slowly at first, to bob her head along his rigid staff. In and out she took her man, letting her tongue move along him. From time to time she would almost completely release him, just to let her tongue playfully swirl all around the deep purple crown of his proudly erect organ. She heard her husband's heavy breathing and knew in a moment what that meant! Leon was nearly ready to spend himself in her mouth! The lovely young woman gathered up all her courage and put her final lesson into practice. She leaned closer as she tilted her head back as far as she could! Monica had told her time and again that it was all in the angel! She even played a moving picture phonograph record for her eager student that depicted a young woman swallowing swords in the circus. If that woman in the very nearly obscene pink leotard could do it with something as dangerous as a sword, then surely Babs could handle Leon's mighty shaft! Leon nearly exploded when he began to feel the head of his cock enter the back of his wife's throat. "Oh my God! Babs, that's, that's so good!" His hands moved to grasp the woman's head, but his last thread of common sense made him fear harming the beautiful girl! His body shook with the titanic strain of trying to hold back his massive eruption. He watched in awe as more and more of his cock vanished from view. Babs paused for a moment as her sudden choking shook her body. She pulled back, leaving copious amounts of her own saliva to run in stringy silver streams down her chin and off of Leon's staff as she temporarily released it. The gooey mess ran slow as molasses in the lower gravity of the lunar surface. "I can do it." She gasped between coughs and ragged breaths. "I will do it!" Her eyes burned with determination as she once again took his ebony shaft between her ruby lips. "Oh God! Oh Babs!" Leon cried as he watched an image out of his deepest fantasies become reality. His beautiful wife had managed something no other woman had ever done for him! Her adorable little button nose nestled snugly in the kinky black curls of his pubic hair! Babs was deep throating him! She had taken every inch of what he had to give her! "Stop!" he begged as he felt his control leave him. "Babs, no!" Babs managed to keep her panic under control. Leon was about to shoot! She knew all the signs, and this was it! She did what she had to do! Babs grabbed her husband's bottom with both hands and gripped the hard muscles as best as she could. She moved her tongue as much as possible while being pressed down by the pulsing shaft, and even managed to do the most difficult part! Babs swallowed! The massive shaft jerked deep in her throat, and she swallowed again! Leon exploded! He thought his heart would stop from the sheer force of this primal spasm! Again and again his cock throbbed as his ejaculate blasted down her esophagus and directly into his beloved wife's stomach! The lovely young woman never released her grip until her husband's powerful orgasm finally tapered of and slowed to a body shuddering stop. Eyes glowing and lips trembling, Babs smiled up at Leon. "Did I do that properly?" she asked with more then a hint of pride. "I promise to keep practicing what Monica taught me so I get better!" Leon was still shaking a bit as he sat down in front of his wife. "Babs sweetheart, if you get any better I may not survive the experience!" He pulled her to him and passionately kissed those semen and saliva smeared lips. "Mrs. Edwards, have I told you to many times yet today that I love you?" Babs giggled like a little girl. "Doctor Edwards, a girl can never grow tired of those three words!" She kissed him again and smiled. "I love you so much, my husband!" They both heard a crackle. "We love you too!" Michael announced with a laugh. "Now cut your transmission before someone breaks our encryption coding and get back to work!" Babs felt her face grow hot. "Oh my!" was all she said as she sprang lightly to her feet. She hurried to an equipment locker and pulled out a box of cleansing wipes. The blushing bride was nearly red as a beet as she cleaned the assorted fluids from her still trembling body. Leon roared with laughter as he slapped at the radio's controls. "Thank all the stars in heaven I didn't install internal cameras in this thing!" His embarrassed wife smiled slightly as she tried to stem the flow of warm gooey fluid from between her legs. "I too am most certainly grateful you didn't!" she squatted with legs spread wide as she changed tactics. Pearly white syrup dribbled ever so slowly onto the bunch of wipes she held between her thighs. "Some unscrupulous person may have put the roll of film onto that computerized international network, and then where would we be?" "Moon rocks!" Leon said through gritted teeth as he pointedly turned his back on his young bride. It wasn't rudeness or indifference to her seemingly innocent act of tiding up. Seeing his fresh seed seeping out of her lovely body always insured a speedy recovery and instant erection! "Mike is right. I have to get to work!" he muttered as he tried to stuff a log into the tight confines of the liquid cooled undergarment worn beneath his lunar excursion pressure suit. Babs giggled. She knew exactly what her husband liked to see. It was so much fun to tease him into another round of passionate play. This was important though! Babs abandoned the time consuming task of draining her husband's love from her sated sex. Instead she put a pad in her pretty red panties and slipped into them. She would just have to hope for the best as she dressed. Michael had done it once again! Stored safely away from Leon's prying eyes was the uniform he had discovered in one of the many thrift shops around Las Vegas. It went so well with the matching brassiere and panties he had also secreted on board. Babs slipped into the darling daring red minidress with its cute white collar and bold white stripe down the front. Of course the vintage nineteen-sixties United Airlines uniform was a bit tight across her bosoms, but Babs knew in her heart that Leon would love that! Her friend Temple had given her a lovely red pair of pumps that matched the dress perfectly in color. She donned the cute cap that went with the uniform and was ready by the time her husband turned back around. Leon froze as he faced his bride. He whistled long and low at the vision of a sixties era sex kitten. "So that is what the beautiful people are wearing on the moon today. Sweetheart, are you trying to make me abandon the mission and ravage your lovely body again?" Smiling proudly, Babs struck a pose. "Please sir, I am on duty now." She giggled. "Perhaps later you can show me around town while I wait for my next flight." "How on Earth, um, the moon, am I ever going to get anything done?" He hitched at the uncomfortable undergarment and laughed. "Let's just pretend we're still on our honeymoon, okay Babs? Work can wait a few more hours!" "Oh hush! I don't believe for one little tiny second that you do not want to go outside and play with that machine out there!" She grinned wickedly. "Tonight will be here soon enough! You will just have to be a good husband and wait until then!" Leon snapped a salute. "Yes dear, Mrs. Captain Edwards! To think I thought I was in charge of this expedition!" He laughed heartily as he struggled into the experimental lunar suit a friend at Zvezda had shipped out to him from Russia. The huge man grinned as he sealed up the entrance hatch formed into the built in life support package of the Orlan-MK suit. He hadn't seen Ivana since he studied a semester in Russia, but she obviously hadn't forgotten how big he was. The so called 'off the rack' suit fit him quite well. He would love to introduce his wife to the lovely engineer. Babs was just the busty beautiful American dream girl the pretty little lesbian would flip over! "Radio check, Leon dear." His bride's voice sounded clear as a silver bell in the helmet's communications system. "Are you ready to stand in the airlock?" "Affirmative, Babs." He had to acclimatize himself to the lower pressure of the suits system. Thankfully the Orlan's higher then normal operational pressure needed only a half hour, instead of the hours NASA wasted on its one hundred percent oxygen low pressure suits. "I am ready to stand and wait!" "Oh you!" her laughter filled his ears. "How come you science types don't just say yes?" He backed into the cramped airlock and watched as Babs sealed him in properly. He turned slowly and started to slowly bleed off the pressure. "Everything looks" he paused "Okie dokie!" He held up a hand and used the mirror mounted on the wrist joint to watch the small viewport set in the inner hatch. The girl in the absurd red hat laughed in silent delight before remembering to key her transmitter. "See? That wasn't very hard!" Waiting that half hour was hard though. Finally his chronometer reached zero. Leon bled off the remaining air pressure and unlocked the outer hatch. It opened effortlessly under his gauntleted hand. The entire moon lay before him! "Ready to make history." He reported as his heart pounded. "Copy that." Mike answered several seconds later. "Not you too!" Babs giggled. "External lights and cameras are turned on! All voice and pictures are being sent to Earth." "Reading five by five." Michael laughed. "Everything looks and sounds nice!" "Now you're just being silly!" Babs tried to sound serious. "Leon, you can go outside now. Be careful!" "I always am, first mate!" There was a certain lack of dignity in crawling out onto the staging platform, but there hadn't been time to design a better way of egress. He carefully turned and began his ladder decent. Leon hopped off the last rung. The drop took much longer then he expected. A puff of lunar dust rose as his boots impacted the surface. He had thought long and hard over his first words on the surface of the moon. He had several choices that all sounded dignified and historic in nature. He forgot them all in an instant! "Barbara-Anne Barrister- Edwards, I love you with all my heart and soul!" "I love you too, Leon!" he could hear the smile in her voice. "Now the whole wide world will know!" "I thought this was a serious endeavor." Michael laughed. "Spaceball one is beginning to sound like a honeymoon cruise!" "Don't be jealous Michael dear." She giggled again. "You know that you and Bryan are scheduled for the next flight." Leon carefully made his way around the improvised lunar vessel, inspecting as he went. The exterior was light quite well by the LED spotlights. "That's why we aren't installing internal cameras until the third flight. We did have to 'break in' the ship, didn't we?" "Doctor Edwards!" Leon smiled. He should have known she would figure it out. "Were you expecting something, um, playful to happen today?" "Mrs. Edwards, did you think I wouldn't check every aspect of our ship before flight?" it was his turn to laugh. "I found your secret clothing stash. Besides that, what kind of man wouldn't notice his pretty little wife was only wearing a coat and her lovely smile?" "Captain Edwards, I think you have work to do!" He heard a distinct click as she angrily signed off. There was another click a scant second later. "I'm glad you're the kind of man who notices the important things! I love you, my captain!" There was a spring in his step that had nothing to do with being on the moon. Babs was so very right. Nobody grew tired of hearing those precious three words! To work! To work! Now he would see if he was quite as clever as he had though. Leon jumped. It was exhilarating to effortlessly rise ten feet even while encased in the bulky suit. If he could jump this high on Earth, he may have been tempted to stay playing professional basketball for another year. He managed to unclip the controls for the Warn winch he had cannibalized from the Hummer. Another cloud of dust rose as he made his slow motion landing. Mentally crossing his fingers (the gauntlets were too stiff for that!) he pressed a button. The wire cable began to slowly, silently unwind. "Yes! You were right Mike! Once you clean out the grease, the winch does work in a vacuum!" "But of curse!" Mike said smugly after a bit of a time delay. "Haven't you ever watched "Destination Moon"? Earthly lubricants are no use out of the atmosphere!" Letting the cable play out, Leon slowly trekked over to the abandoned Lunokhod 2 rover. Luck was with him. The cable played out just as he reached the space aged antique. "I've hooked up! Time to reel in our fish!" Reversing the motor, Leon slowly took up the slack. For the first time in thirty-five years, Lunokhod 2 was rolling across the lunar surface! "Leon dear, are you sure people on Earth will notice that you moved that machine?" she paused thoughtfully. "It's very little. Are there telescopes big enough now where it can be seen?" "Something better then telescopes, Babs." Leon unhooked the cable from the probe when he had it parked right up next to Spaceball One. "Lunokhod 2 is equipped with a laser retroreflector. Lasers fired from Earth have pinpointed its location down to the inch. Moving it is sort of a scientific practical joke. It proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that we were here!" "Why wouldn't people just believe us?" Babs sounded puzzled. Mike chimed in. "Just ask the Apollo crews, girlfriend. That's why we picked a Russian mission site. We wanted to avoid trying to convince people we didn't rebuild an old movie set or some such nonsense." Once the cable was completely re-wound, Leon made another heroic jump. Once the control unit was clipped in place, he could relax. "When we get ourselves established as official space travelers, I want to visit all the Apollo sites. One way or the other, I want to know who's right!" "That shouldn't be a problem, Leon." Mike sounded overjoyed. "Wait until you see the quality and resolution of the video signal. I can even clearly see your face since you didn't need to lower the sun shield on your visor." "I bet he looks quite handsome!" Babs sounded disappointed. "Nobody bothered to put a television machine in here! I'm the closest, but I could hardly see anything!" Leon went to work on good old Lunokhod 2. It took some doing, but he managed to remove two of the probe's cameras. He bagged them and hung them at his waist. Now he had all the proof they needed! Any competent lab would detect that they had been exposed to the rigors of the lunar surface for decades! "Poor Babs! I would have thought you'd be tired of my ugly mug by now." "Leon, don't tease me!" once again he smiled as her girlish giggles sounded in his ears. "You're the most handsome man I ever met! In fact, you're the most handsome man within miles and miles and miles! So there!" "I'll take that as a complement, first mate!" the lunar explorer paused as he returned to the ladder. Unclipping a metal case from the landing base, he fulfilled the rest of his mission. Stooping rather stiffly, he filled the case with rocks and soil from the surface. This was a big improvement over NASA's original moon suits. Those clunky thinks couldn't manage a simple movement like bending to pick something up! Pleased with himself, he sealed the pressure proof airtight case. "Earth is getting about another hundred pounds of moon samples. That ought to make a bunch of rock hounds back home happy!" Stiffly bending a final time, Leon grabbed a rather large jagged stone. This one he slipped into one of the suits built in pockets. Hand over hand; the amateur astronaut pulled himself back up to the sphere containing life, warmth, and his beloved. "Hi honey, I'm home!" he radioed cheerfully as he pushed the rock case into the waiting airlock. Babs grinned at him through the tiny viewport. "Hello dear!" she answered happily. "You have to wait outside while I finish cleaning house." She eyed the airlock indicators as Leon began to reacclimatize himself to the Earth normal atmosphere within the sturdy sphere of Spaceball One. "I'll just be a half hour!" "Since you knew I was coming, did you bake a cake?" She winked at her husband. "No cake, dearest, but later tonight you can have your very special favorite dessert!" The young bride blushed. "You know, the sweet thing you like to eat just before bedtime." Mike's laughter sounded in his helmet. "Bedtime will have to wait, you lovebirds. Leon, we have a slight problem down here dirtside." Everything had gone off like clockwork. What could possibly be wrong? "Spill it Mike! What's happening?" "The press!" Mike sounded pleased, yet nervous. "I uploaded a few video clips to Youtube, just as you wanted. Well, it seems that MIT was actually running a laser ranging test as you were moving the Lunokhod. They were amazed that the thing had moved over ninety feet in under five minutes! Once they discovered the video, the cat was out of the bag! The whole world knows man has returned to the moon! Nevada base is over run with paparazzi!" Leon was stunned. He had expected to spend days proving he actually had made a trip to the moon. It never occurred to him that people would know and believe before they even returned home! He opened the inner hatch and shuffled out of the cramped airlock. Babs threw herself at him, and tried her best to hug him through the suit that encased him. "Leon! You're famous!" she practically knocked him down, suit and all! "My husband, the world famous spaceman!" she sniffed daintily. "My husband, with the smelly space suit! Leon dear, how come you smell like firecrackers from the forth of July?" The reluctant astronaut struggled out of the Orlan-MK. The reports he had read from the Apollo missions weren't mistaken. He stretched his back before examining the dusty accumulation on the suit. "Gunpowder." He muttered. "The lunar surface really does smell like gunpowder!" Babs hugged him again. This time both found it so much more satisfying now that he was out of the pressure suit. "Never mind how the moon smells! Leon love, you're famous! This is wonderful!" Was it really? The huge man sighed. He looked at Babs in her retro-space aged brilliant red mini-dress and smiled. Yes, it was wonderful! "Babs honey, you're going to be a media darling." He pulled her to him. "Just remember one thing! Never tell anyone the year you were born! We can't risk letting anyone guess time travel actually is a reality!" The lovely blond straightened her cap and smiled proudly. "I promise, Leon! I'll do exactly as you say!" She stood proud and cleared her throat. "Hello, I'm Barbara-Anne Barrister- Edwards. My friends call me Babs. I grew up in Sunnyvale home for children. Sadly, just six months after I turned eighteen and moved out, the orphanage was closed. Shortly after that, the orphanage burned down. Luckily nobody was hurt, but all the records, photographs, and birth certificates were destroyed. Nobody has any records of where all the other children were placed. It's really such a shame!" Leon stared blankly at his giggling wife. "How the hell did you come up with that story?" "Language, dear!" she stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "Monica did some checking around. She says this is my new bio and made me memorize it." "My sister is a genius!" He gave his wife another kiss. "I never would have thought of something that simple!" "Yes you would have." Babs smiled. "You think of everything!" Leon left on the cumbersome liquid cooled undergarment and struggled back into his flight suit. He didn't dare strip down now. He wouldn't have the willpower to keep from having his way with his wonderful wife! He sighed happily as he strapped himself back into the hummer seat. "Ready to go home, Babs?" "Ready, my captain!" Babs gave him a salute, and just looked so damn cute doing it! "Mike, are we clear?" "Ready when you are!" the answer came after a few seconds delay. "The police have cleared everyone back one hundred yards from the landing base. You won't squash any innocent bystanders!" He activated the sphere's navigational equipment. "Locked on! Mike, bring us home!" There was a rather disjointing jar as full weight suddenly returned. Babs nearly glowed with pride as she gazed lovingly at Leon. They didn't speak. Even through the thick steel of Spaceball One, the roar of the crowd was deafening! ======================================================================= Babs smiled blissfully as she tidied up the kitchen. It had sure taken a lot of time for the media to forget about Babs Edwards, first woman on the moon! She fingered the polished stone pendant on the necklace Leon had made for her. The dear man had set aside one moonstone just for her! For a short time she had been the proud owner of the most expensive necklace on Earth! That had changed fast when regular lunar shuttles had been established! Still, it was her favorite piece of jewelry. She never took it off. Yes, fame had been fun, but what she had now was what really counted! Leon is about the best husband a woman could ever want! She loved their cute little house and took great pride in keeping the home Leon designed neat and tidy. In fact, she had just heard back from Better Homes and Gardens. They wanted to do a photographic layout of what they called a retro-Americana homestead! That was wonderful, but hardly worth mentioning compared to certain other things! Her heart filled with love as she watched the most important thing of all in her quiet happy life! The beautiful mocha skinned angel looked up at her mother and smiled. "Mommy is this enough frosting?" "Honey, I think that's perfect!" Babs wiped a bit of the sweet cream from the six-year-old's cheek and popped it in her mouth. "I also think you're wearing a lot of it, sweetheart." Rosa giggled and looked down at the dress and apron she wore. They were a perfect match to the pretty clothes her mother was wearing, if you didn't count all the frosting spattered al over it!. "Sorry I made a mess mommy. I just wanted the cake to be perfect for daddy!" "Well, it is!" the proud mother scooped up her laughing little girl. "Daddy will be so proud when he finds out you baked it all by yourself." She kissed the top of the little girl's head of curly red hair. "He'll be even more proud when he hears you got a one hundred on your algebra test!" The child laughed merrily. "Oh mommy, that's silly. Algebra is so much fun. Getting a hundred while playing a game is easy!" "Easy for you, bug!" Babs didn't mind that her daughter was so much brighter then she was at her age. She took great delight in the fact that her child was considered to be a prodigy! "You'll have to help me study now!" It amused the mother immensely to have her precious little girl tutor her in her studies. "Mommy doesn't want daddy to scold her if she gets an F on her test!" "Daddy doesn't scold you!" Rosa pursed her lips and made kissy noses. "Daddy will just smooch you all night and I'll end up having to go to bed early again so you guys can be alone!" The ringing of the door chime saved Babs from that embarrassing moment. Her clever little girl seems to have reasoned out most of the birds and the bees on her own. "Daddy's home now!" she put the girl down and gave her a little swat on her bottom. "Go let him in!" Rosa ran to the entranceway and climbed up on a chair to see outside. "Mommy, can daddy take me outside to play before dinner?" she asked as she waited for her beloved father. "Only if you change and wash up!" Babs sighed. "We'll have no repeat of needing to clean stickiness out of your outdoor clothes, Rosa Parks Edwards!" "Yes mommy!" The little girl tried not to giggle. Mommy only used her whole name when she wanted to sound angry. It almost always never worked! The pressure equalized with a little bell ring. Rosa manipulated the controls of the airlock and the hatch slowly opened. Daddy walked in, followed by a smaller figure. The two grownups removed their helmets and hung them on the rack near the entrance. The shorter man bowed with an elaborate sweep of his arm. "Good day, Princess Rosa. How fairs the kingdom?" The child giggled. Uncle Michael always says Mars needed a princess. He insisted that she was the only one in all the land suited to the job. "The kingdom is at peace. All is well in the land!" Mike nodded solemnly, but gave her a wink. "Fine news, milady!" Now that the formalities were dispensed with, the doting uncle swept the girl up and gave her a hug. He then turned and handed the child over to her grinning father. "Here you go, Mr. President. Citizen One gives you her vote of confidence!" Leon laughed as lovingly embraced the apple of his eye. "Mike, I am not president!" Rosa looked sternly up at her father. "Daddy, you are too! Everyone knows you run everything in Mars Free State! That means you are the president of Mars!" The huge man looked thoughtful. "You have a point, Bug. We never had an election though, so I'd say I'm more a business manager then anything else." Babs joined them in the main room. "I'd vote for you, Leon dear!" "Daddy, mommy said I could go outside with you and play!" Rosa squirmed around and pointed at her new excursion suit. "My bio-suit is ready!" The bright yellow space suit practically glowed in its newness. The form-fitting garment replaced the need for a bulky balloon style pressure envelope with its firm elasticity cradling the wearer's body at a near perfect simulation of Earth normal pressure. Just the bright red helmet needed to be pressurized. The lightweight nearly indestructible garment was just the thing for an active child to wear while exploring the surface of her world. Leon grinned and pretended to shield his eyes from the bright color. "I'll never misplace you Bug that's for sure!" He smiled over at his wife. "Speaking of bio-suits, Ivana did some checking for you. She says the elasticity you requested for your new suits mid-section is well within the design tolerances. You don't have a thing to worry about. She did say you have to come in for measurements again. Somehow she misplaced her notes." Babs blushed. Ivana was a sweet woman. The tiny thing looked almost like a pretty little pixy. The only problem was that Babs had no idea how to handle the woman's obvious attraction for her! "Will Monica be there?" she asked almost timidly. She was sure her sister-in-law would think she was somehow trying to steal away her little Russian life mate! Michael laughed. "Girlfriend, Ivana was only joking. You have nothing to worry about from her." Rosa looked from one adult to another. "Oh! Auntie Ivana wants to kiss mommy the way she kisses auntie Monica!" Babs turned bright red, Leon nearly choked, but Michael only laughed. "She's a smart one. Princess, never mind about that. Aunt Ivana was just teasing your mom." The suddenly serious child made a shooing motion with her hands. The adults knew this as the signal that she was deep in thought. Just as quickly, a sunny smile lit up her face. "Mid section elasticity request is well within design tolerances!" she launched herself at her mother and hugged her tight. "I wasn't sure! I needed more data." She patted her astonished mother's tummy. "I felt something here. I felt a little bump. Now I know! You wanted to find out if a bio-suit would get bigger with you! Mommy, is there a baby in your tummy?" Leon grinned like a fool as his wife gasped. "Rosa dear, how would you feel about that?" "Oh mommy! I've been wishing and wishing for a little brother or sister!" She hugged her mother again. "Thank you! Now all I have to do is figure out how daddy put it there!"