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."


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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! 


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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!"