Time Travel (Closed Thread)

Jeff Winslow:

"Well," he chuckles ", you said way back Romona."

More typing, more button pushing and it's Ancient Rome that you see on the screen. The circus Maximus in fact during one games.

Currently virgins are being raped as gladiators fight wild beasts at the time.
 
Romona spoke softly: "You're teasing me with choices..... This could be an eleborate computer system... Show me... I want to experience time travel.. Pick somewhere and let's go...."
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Alright and I have the perfect spot too. Come on Romona.
"Oh, grab two of the big towels in the closet," he says pointing," while I return the desk and chair that came up time with you."

He walks over and sits facing the wall and begins typing again. As you walk up behind him the room on the other side of the window fills with those whirling golden motes again and when they stop and vanish desk and chair, books are gone.

Jeff gets up and puts a small black metallic box in the center of the room, returns and starts typing again. It too vanishes.

Once more he types, hits combinations of buttons then says, "Come on lets go down time Romona." He takes your hand and leads you through the healing room into the center of the "time transport chamber" and stands with an arm around your waist his hand on your hip.

Within seconds the golden motes appear again, his arm tightens around you and when the motes are gone you find the two of you standing in a sylvan glade surrounded by forest with a small waterfall and pond beside you.

The lush very green grass is sprinkled with a myraid of colorful flowers. The air is clean and sweet and perfumed by their fragrance. Butterflys flit around flower to flower, bees humm as they too move bloom to bloom and bird's songs can be heard with the waterfall as the backdrop to their varied songs.

White fleecy clouds dot the incredibly blue sky that's like a dome over the trees.
 
Romona was confused as he told her:

"Oh, grab two of the big towels in the closet, while I return the desk and chair that came up time with you."

She watched as he walked away and began typing at a screen. Following him, she watched as her library chair and desk disappeared into nothingness.

"Wow!" she whispered.

Then he did it again with a small metallic box. She assumed it was probably a small box of money or something similiar but she wasn't sure.

"What was in the box?" Romona asked full of curiousity.

He types in some commands and then she heard him tell her:

"Come on lets go down time Romona."

She accepted his hand and walked to the time transport area. His hand was on her waist but she wasn't about to object about it or her nudity. This was all done in the name of history and time travel.

The golden shimmering occurred and Romona felt lightheaded until her eyes focussed upon a sylvan glade surrounded by a lush forest, waterfall and pond.

"It's so beautiful!" Romona yelled out in excitement.

"But where are we? Where are the cloths?" she asked in glee.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"To paraphrase, "We don't need no stinkin' clothes." and we're right were we started, just in the year 1402 Romona.
"This is what it looked like when Colombus was discovering America and right were we're standing is what it looked like before anything was built.
"This is where I come to relax.
"Drop the towel. Last one in the water has to do one thing the other person wants no matter what it is," he says laughing as he turns and sprints toward the pond.
 
Romona was surpised they had carried towels, she remembered him warning her about clothing.......

He seemed to smile as he explained like a tour guide:

"To paraphrase..We don't need no stinkin' clothes... and we're right were we started, just in the year 1402 Romona. This is what it looked like when Colombus was discovering America and right were we're standing is what it looked like before anything was built."

"No way!" Romona laughed. She didn't know for sure and she was still very skeptical.

He told her:

"This is where I come to relax."

"But were are the Indians then..... I want history....." Romona started to explain nervously.

He surprised her as he told her laughingly:

"Drop the towel. Last one in the water has to do one thing the other person wants no matter what it is"

"Ya right" Romona replied, as if, she'd go for that. But seeing that he was running, she dropped her towel and raced ahead him and dove into the pond.

"SHHHHhhhhhhhhhh! It's cold!" Romona screamed out as her body broke the surface of the water. Her upper body emerged from the water. Her nipples were red and her nipples rock hard from the cold. She had a shiver that caused her breasts to jiggle on their own.

"Nice to cool off... but...." Romona started to explain.

"How do I know we're really back in the 1400s?" Romona asked. She was still very doubtful....
 
Jeff Winslow:

He laughed as you surfaced and shouted. His eyes took in the view and he smiled appreciatively as he said, "You owe me one.
Then continues. Well you don't.
"We're in an area between tribes, one not "owned" by anyone.
"Well smell the air, look around where would you find anything this pristine in either of our times? No pollution, no sounds other than nature. The way the world was meant to be before mankind fouled it's own next, in a manner of speaking.
 
Romona was disappointed.

"What value is time travelling to a empty piece of time or to a land where there isn't anyone?" questioned Romona as she caught his wandering eyes.

"How do we integrate ourselves with the natives? Running around nude isn't going to help at all... Where are those you sent us? And what about that metalic black box... I bet you brought items for trade" reasoned Romona.

"I wondered if they've ever seen white people?" Romona stated.

"Hey... They won't have our immunities.... We could wipe them all out with any of a bunch of European illnesses....." Romona spoke as she realized the danger they would place the local Indians in.

"I never thought it could be dangerous for them.... and we don't even speak their language...."
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Very good. Excellent you're beginning to think Romona," he says with a big smile.

"In this time period nude isn't all that uncommon. Breechclouts or nothing was the norm during warm months with clothing saved for colder weather so it lasted longer.
"The box has our recall device in it, some thing to eat and drink and a weapon should personal defense be necessary.
"Unless the encountered descentents of the Vikings I hardly think any have seen any with white skin other than the occasional albino.
"No they won't hence another reason for the healing chamber to be sure we don't bring back a disease or bring one with us.
"Ahhh, language. I have that covered. I've recored the language and dialect of each place that you or we will visit and it will be, well in your era's terms, downloaded into your mind before you leave as well a full lessons on customs, etc."

"As to why are we here, to relax a bit before it gets very, very intense Romona. Very intense indeed and becomes literally life and death."
 
Romona found the man patronizing. This unknown stranger was telling her:

"Very good. Excellent you're beginning to think Romona."

What a jerk she decided even though he may have meant it as an honest compliment.

She listened as he told her:

"In this time period nude isn't all that uncommon. Breechclouts or nothing was the norm during warm months with clothing saved for colder weather so it lasted longer."

"My history recalls the women wearing deerskin dresses, simple jewelery and other things. Different tribes had different languages, customs, religions, painted ornaments ....." Romona started to elaborate on her own expertise.

The man explained further:

"The box has our recall device in it, some thing to eat and drink and a weapon should personal defense be necessary. Unless the encountered descentents of the Vikings I hardly think any have seen any with white skin other than the occasional albino."

"If we run around nude - won't that cause suspicion and problems for us? How can we blend in to watch the Indians as they hunt, interact amongst themselves and with other tribes?" asked Romona curiously.

She didn't believe his response about viruses and illness, it could be true but still she was concerned but she listened as he told her:

"No they won't hence another reason for the healing chamber to be sure we don't bring back a disease or bring one with us."

My history is pretty clear. The Europeans brought a lot of death and suffering to the Indians....

To her comment on language, she listened more intently:

"Ahhh, language. I have that covered. I've recored the language and dialect of each place that you or we will visit and it will be, well in your era's terms, downloaded into your mind before you leave as well a full lessons on customs, etc."

"Holy shit! That is absolutely amazing. We will never be caught for words, or fashion, or local history or anything... That is incredible. But why do you time travel if you have it all ready to be simply downloaded into your mind?" Romona asked before she could stop herself.

Looking around she was bored with the setting. She listened to his explanation:

"As to why are we here, to relax a bit before it gets very, very intense Romona. Very intense indeed and becomes literally life and death."

"But... but it's boring... where is the excitement .... the adventure... By the way I don't see the little black box around.... Are you sure its here? Could the locals have found it and taken it back to their camp" Romona asked she flicked black a locket of her long chestnut brown hair. With great effort she was now trying to use her hair to hide her breasts.

"By the way, did you ever tell me your name... and why you're so interested in time travel... and why are you being so nice in taking me along...."
 
Jeff Winslow:

<"Holy shit! That is absolutely amazing. We will never be caught for words, or fashion, or local history or anything... That is incredible. But why do you time travel if you have it all ready to be simply downloaded into your mind?" >

"Well knowing it and watching it on the monitor isn't the same as being there and living it. Smelling the smells, tasting the tastes, seeing it in person. You understand what I mean I'll bet."

"The box is here I just have to whistle a code tune and it'll appear. Right now it's just out of sync with our time to hide it from something just like that happening."

"Oh damn. Sorry very rude of me. My name is Jeff, not Jeffrey just Jeff, Winslow and why time travel?
"Well H.G.Wells had a part to play in it with his Time Machine book and it's truly the untimate dimension to conquor isn't it?
"Being able to look ahead and see what's supposed to happen and either prepare for it, capitalize on it, or perhaps give a nudge to make judicious changes.
"Travelling back to live history in all it's glory or gory detail find and send forward relics of the past and all that stuff."

"Why'd I choose you out of all of histroy? Several reasons actually. You're very intelligent, if a bit snobbish about it-no insult intended, you're very attractive, you adapt well to situations, in your own way you're very sexual, I couldn't stand watching you waste away from the tumor, lots of reasons Romona," and as he says the last he turns away and heads for shore again.
 
Romona listened to him explain why they just didn't download everything since they seemed so all-knowing and smart:

"Well knowing it and watching it on the monitor isn't the same as being there and living it. Smelling the smells, tasting the tastes, seeing it in person. You understand what I mean I'll bet."

"Yes I do. That's why I want to see the people not the beauty of nature. Please don't think I'm ungrateful but there are so many exciting time periods to see and explore" Romona explained as her eyes lit up.

She listened to his explanation about the code tune and planned accordingly. The box was the key to time travel both escape and moving back to the monitor and to keying the next time period. Romona had watched him very carefully as he operated the machine.

"Pleased to meet you Jeff" Romona returned the introduction.

"I can't believed you picked me from all the people in time to go exploring with...." Romona whistled softly at the thought.

"It's a big responsibility to travel through time without altering things and without influencing events or plundering time" Romona went on.

"I don't know if its ethical to send relics forward in time... You don't want to alter the future... It's risky and dangerous" Romona explained worried about his plan to send a few relics forward.

Romona followed him towards shore. There she grabbed her towel and started to dry off but not before he got a peek at her beautiful ass.
 
Jeff Winslow:

<"Yes I do. That's why I want to see the people not the beauty of nature. Please don't think I'm ungrateful but there are so many exciting time periods to see and explore">

"Take this time and just enjoy it Romona. Things may not be so pleasent when you go back in time. Relax and refresh your inner batteries so to speak. The past can be a dark and dangerous place more often than not as you know from your studies of history.
"Remember time is no longer any problem. When we return to the future again only a second will have passed there Romona."

<"Pleased to meet you Jeff">

"The pleasure is mine I assure you and you have more potential than I'd expected, to be very honest with you and I'll try to always be that, honest that is."

<"It's a big responsibility to travel through time without altering things and without influencing events or plundering time" Romona went on.

"I don't know if its ethical to send relics forward in time... You don't want to alter the future... It's risky and dangerous" Romona explained worried about his plan to send a few relics forward.">

"My studies show that other than doing something that could totally alter the future such as stopping the assassination of Caesar, killing Hitler, or doing something of that magnitude any bumps or ripples we cause in time smooth themselves out without signifigantly impacting the future.
"As for relic collecting, what I take will hardly be missed and just be souveniers to enjoy as rememberances from the past, although I'll be honest and tell you that I'm not above adding to my wealth so gems, pristine collectable coins and the like may come forward in time also."

He floats on the pond and begins to hum and whistle tunes familiar and unfamiliar to you and professes an affection for the real oldies, songs from your era and just before starting in the 1940's and Big Band music.
 
Romona listened to his ideas that stealing from the past for personal gain was okay. It wrankled her sense of values and she was certain that the future must be affected. A few small things maybe no effect but to steal relics.......

As she listened to Jeff, she better realized the dangers of time travel.

"Jeff what if, we do something small, like prevent some random meeting of two people... Couldn't we in fact set out a chain reaction?" suggested Romona.

Romona didn't want to wait for a real time travel. But she had to wait. She'd wait and learn the whistle too.

Slowly she laid the towel on the ground and then lay front forward on it so that she'd tan her back and bum.

"Wake me up when it's time to go. I'll be nice and relaxed then,,,, and ready to travel somewhere with lots of people and culture... How about to the French Revolution?"
 
Jeff Winslow:

The suns moved farther across the azure sky when your shoulder is gently shaken and Jeff says, "Wake up Romona. Picnic time."
 
Romona woke with a start...

"Was it all a dream?" she asked as she started to move. But as she moved she felt a cool breeze across her naked body which reminded her it was real.

"That was refreshing...."
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Glad you enjoyed your nap. Care to have something to eat and drink now Romona?"
 
"Sure" Romona replied softly.

To her surpise it looked like Jeff had laid out a small checkered tablecloth on the ground near the edge of the water. There looked to be wine, and some type of sandwiches and fruit.

Now more comfortable with her nakedness and her belief that they were safe and alone, she walked casually to the picnic are and sat down ready to eat. She was famished and eagerly started to eat and to drink back the red wine before them.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"A toast, to successful and safe time travels and the experiences and pleasures they'll hopefully bring," he says as he leans over and taps his glass to yours.
 
Jeff Winslow:

He's never been a big success with women, especially very attractive ones like Romona, he's been so busy and is what her time period called a 'nerd'.

As a result Jeff isn't reluctant to use what advantages medicine and scientific research put at his disposal. Hence as she takes a healthy sip of her wine he smiles to himself.

The powerful but unobtrusive pheremones he's applied as she napped combined just as powerful aphodisiac in her wine will soon have the desired effects, but in the meantime as he waits and watches her, "So you want the French Revolution to be the first stop, huh? Any particular part of it, beginning, midpoint or the end when the Republic is finally born Romona?"
 
Romona could feel the wine tingling her senses. She just assumed that it was the excitement of being naked before a stranger, her inexperience at drinking expensive wine and the lure of time travel. There was a certain heating sensation in her body. Her breasts felt itchy and she resisted the urge to touch them. It was an inner sensation that her pussy was on fire and her legs twitched nervously.

Maybe I'm drunk... Or the wine was bad...No..n-no..I'm just excited Romona assured herself.

"Yes... somewhere in the middle... I want to see the streets of Paris ... or somewhere exciting with people...." Romona told him,
 
Jeff Winslow:

The milder dose of aphrodisiac in his own wine is having it's effect as he begins to swell and grow again, "Ahhh, I see the streets of Paris among the "Mob" and common people.
"Is that a safe thing Romona? Wouldn't you be more apt to be in jeapordy under those chaotic circumstances?"
 
"I'm not sure how the time travel works... But I'm sure I would just be a nobody on the street... but I've always wanted to be a great lady... To be rich back then would be great... I'd love to be one of those rich noblewomen who escape the hoards of rebellious Frenchmen....." Romona explained as her body had certain unique sensations. Without realizing it, she touched her nipples - pretending to scratch them... but secretly touching them since they were driving her insane.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"That would be possible, but naturally, since we don't actually take anyone's place in time, she could have the trapping, etc but wouldn't actually be nobility.
"That could only happen if somehow you could occupy another's body and as far as I know that's impossible to do Romona."
 
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