0 comments/ 24884 views/ 9 favorites Just In Time Ch. 01 By: markedas **All characters are over 18 **This is a SERIAL so it is a running story so please look for the following installments! This one lays a lot of groundwork so if it's a little slow I apologize! * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * Justin lay back on his bed as she unzipped his pants. He was going to make sure she finished this time. Her hand reached in and pulled him out. It felt more than real to Justin this time. Her mouth closed over him and her head began to bob. Part of Justin felt like her mouth was warm and soft while the other part felt like a tight fist was moving up and down his shaft. Justin pulled his pants open more and caressed his own balls. She was bobbing her head faster now. Watching her was driving him insane. She looked up at him and it drove Justin over the edge and he felt himself spurting into his hand. "Mr. Tempus, Doctor Tanner would like to see you," a voice from above said evenly to Justin. "Jesus Alfred! I was fucking doing something here!" "I believe you were trying to fuck something sir," the voice replied in the same tone. Justin laughed and pulled off the virtual reality goggles he'd been working on for weeks. They were better. But it was still virtual and not reality. He grabbed the Kleenex by his bed and stood up. "And can you please listen to me this time when I say I only want to talk to you in hologram form," Justin said. "Much apologies sir," the voice said, and in a barely audible snap a holograph projection sprung up from the floor. A thin man in his mid fifties appeared, clad in a black formal suit with a pressed white shirt. He looked proper and formal and his hair had left him save for a few strands that had been combed over and the thin black mustache that looked like it was tweezer-perfect. Justin pulled on his glasses that lay by his bed and everything came into focus. He looked at his reflection in the mirror before he headed downstairs to see what the doctor wanted. Justin was tall, wiry – most would say gangly, with unkempt hair that never seemed to want to do what Justin wanted it to. What set Justin apart was that he had two beautiful eyes. And by two beautiful eyes, there were two different colored eyes. Justin had one eye that was blue – what he liked to call Mediterranean blue, and one green – what he liked to call forest green. Justin pulled a t-shirt over his head that had landed just short of the laundry bin and headed down to see what the doctor wanted. Justin moved into the operating room to see the doctor's back to him. Justin called him Doc Tanner or just Doc. He was a man almost as tall as Justin – which was rare – with wild white hair coming out of every which direction. He was hunched over a computer screen reading something intently when Justin cleared his throat. "Ahhh Justin! Perfect your virtual goggles yet?" With most people this comment could have been construed as sarcasm or condescension but Justin knew the Doc was genuinely interested in his creations. "I figured out the programming for the goggles absorbing and embodying the wearer's truest fantasy but I haven't perfected the sensory applications yet," Justin replied proudly. "Remarkable my boy! But, er, I have asked you here on something of an emergency," Doc fumbled. "What is it?" "We've had another rift. Seems they went back in time to steal the vial of poison Cleopatra used after she was imprisoned by Octavian, it's a remarkable poison really," Doc said excitedly. "Hemlock, wolfsbane, and opium, right?" Justin finished. "Excellent my boy!" "Photographic memory," Justin replied. "Anyways, the problem is that the time residue indicates that they went back a few days before Cleopatra dies, and well, if they steal the potion before she uses it, it could be unfortunate for us..." Doc droned on. Time residue was what happened when someone went back in time and it was picked up by Doc's monitors that were tuned to pick up disturbances in time. Time being unstable, it was rough determining how far to go back in time and attempts were frequently off the mark. Thus, Doc had created the machine to track the time residues so that they could go back to that exact moment instead trying a specific date in time. "So you want me to set up the transmitter for a trip back to ancient Egypt using the time coordinates from the read out on the time residue?" Justin said but assumed it was mostly rhetorical because, that was his job that was what he did. "No, I, uh, I was hoping I could convince YOU to go back in time," Doc said. "Me?" "Well, agent 8 never came back, and there's no one else," Doc replied. Justin shook his head. Their job was to guard time – it's moments, it's histories, it's everything. It had seemed like an easy job when it had been explained to him but that was because no one thought anyone besides them could go back in time. But someone else had another transmitter with which to go back in time. Funded by the Department for the Preservation of Histories and the Agency for the Protection of Historical Artifacts, they were essentially, the Time Police. Although they were vastly understaffed. "I..." Justin started. "You're quick, you've got a photographic memory, we've already experimented REM teaching on you, you have a mind for history..." Doc said hurriedly. "And I'm the only one left," Justin finished. "I wouldn't ask you if I didn't think you could do it," Doc said. "Ok," Justin said. "The transmitter's ready, I'll just have Alfred give you the REM prep on the mission," Doc said happily. "You already got everything ready?" Justin asked in surprise. Doc just smiled and motioned to the REM room. Justin walked into the REM room and lay down on the doctor's office style bed and waited. REM stands for rapid eye movement, a period of sleep where memories can be developed. Doc developed a method whereby essential components of the time period the agent was being sent to were taught in a single two hour session of REM sleep: languages, contextual history, accents, etcetera, in a way that allowed the agent to think and speak in that manner in their mission so they could blend in. Justin turned to watch the hologram of Alfred appear before him as he heard the operational arm begin to move. "I knew you would approve of your promotion Mr. Tempus," Alfred began. "Jeez! Seems like everyone knew before I did," Justin laughed. "Time is a tempting proposition Mr. Tempus. As your 8 predecessors have proven," Alfred said. The operational arm, the same arm that was in every room, allowed Alfred to perform physical tasks. Justin watched as the arm plugged in the lesson and applied the anesthesia and soon Justin was asleep. He dreamed of Cleopatra. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to be dreaming but he was. She was beautiful. Beyond any kind of beautiful Justin had ever conceived of. But she looked scared. It leant a certain desirability to her that Justin was ashamed of. Her skin was tanned and perfect. She was slender and small breasted with her hair tightly about her face and Justin longed to kiss her. In his dream he reached out for her and he was surprised that she took his hand. Was this supposed to be happening? Cleopatra stroked Justin's face and kissed him deeply on the lips. Justin opened his mouth, and pushed his tongue gently into Cleopatra's mouth. Cleopatra responded by moaning deeply and pulling Justin too her. She pushed her hand down Justin's chest until she reached Justin's waist where she thrust her hand into Justin's pants and seized Justin's growing cock. It was Justin's turn to moan and Cleopatra looked victorious. As Cleopatra began to pull Justin's pants down the reality of it all slunk away and Justin was staring at a grayish outline of what had been. And then, he opened his eyes. "It would seem your dream was quite satisfying sir," Alfred said in his same even tone. Justin looked down at his bulging erection and blushed. He reached for his glasses and pulled them on and everything was blurry. "We er, felt the need to give you a slight correctional surgery," Doc said. "What?" "We fixed your eyesight. We couldn't have you wearing glasses in Ancient Egypt!" Doc said. Justin begrudgingly realized that was true. "You didn't change their color did you?" "I'm a scientist my boy, not an alchemist!" Doc replied, shocked. "So?" "So time for you to be on your way! You'll have a night and two whole days to catch this disruptor. Best of luck!" Doc said, tossing a thick aero-smooth disc to Justin. It was the transmitter. Justin walked to the launching pad. He passed a sign that read: NO MAN MADE OBJECTS NO TECHNOLOGY NO PROBLEMS Nothing could be brought back in time unless you really messed with the transmitter. But bringing things back could only make things worse. If you lost a weapon and it ended up in the wrong hands it could change history. Likewise for any type of technology. Unfortunately the same was not true for return trips, hence the desire to steal from the past. It was possible to bring things forward in time because that object already existed in some location in the future. Justin pulled on the pile of clothes that lay in a heap by the transmission zone. A simple pullover tunic and pants made of ancient looking cloth and sandals. Justin took a deep breath and pressed the transmitter button. *** With a crash Justin landed on something hard and bony and hoped he hadn't damaged his transmitter. "What are you doing!?" The man Justin landed on yelled. Of course it wasn't in English, but thanks to Justin's REM lesson it sounded the same. Justin hoped what he said would come out the way he wanted it to. "What are YOU doing?" Justin retorted. The man stopped for a second. "Help!" Someone called. Justin looked beneath the man he had fallen on to see a young girl with a look of fright on her face. Remembering his REM session Justin coldly said, "I come from Horus to punish those who seek to do ungood." The man seemed to size Justin up and decide he could probably take him, but if Justin really was an agent of the Gods, then he had better heed his warning and leave. In the same cold tone Justin added, "more than a few have remarked how my eyes must be a sign of the Gods seconds before I pulled my sword from their heart." The man yelped and ran away screaming. Justin stuck out his hand to help the young girl to her feet. She was much shorter than Justin, but then so was most everyone in the future. It would be surprising if anyone in the past were even close to his height. She had simple black hair and olive skin with big eyes and a small mouth that Justin found instantly attractive. She had slender arms and small hands that held Justin's hand even after she had stood up. Her chest was still rising and falling quite fast after her scare and Justin appraised her as having a rather large chest underneath the thin garment she was wearing. "You saved me," she said in a doey-eyed cheesy sort of way that Justin almost felt guilty for exercising his power in such a way. Even if it was for good. "Do you live near here?" Justin asked. "With my family who are probably sitting down to dinner now, we must hurry," She said still holding onto Justin's hand. "Isis! Why are you so late? And who is this humongous boy you brought with you?" Asked a man that Justin assumed to be her father. And her name was Isis. Justin looked at her again and decided she did look like an Isis. "He saved me!" Isis said and rushed through the story. A space was cleared for Justin, making it five spots, one for Isis, her father, her mother, Justin and one more Justin didn't know. Isis understood his gaze and explained, it's for my sister Iras, but she probably won't eat with us. Or come home for that matter." Dinner was good, Justin was starving. He went back and forth over if he should keep up his agent of God act and decided it was working and these people seemed to love him for it. When he went in to the palace it would probably do to ditch it. "I need to go to the palace tomorrow but I have no way of ingratiating myself, any suggestions? Rumors of the court that I could use to gain entrance?" "Going to visit justice down on that Octavian are you! Rights be to God Horus will show him justice!" "Really dear he has a purpose you don't need to prejudice him – or Horus for that matter – about something he already knows. And Iras could help him," Isis' mother said. "Your sister?" Justin asked. "She is a handmaiden for Cleopatra," Isis said. "Perfect." Justin was offered the bed of Isis' mother and father several times but said that Horus knew them to be just people and would not want them giving up their bed in their own home. And so they relented and gave him Isis' bed and told Isis to sleep under the trees. Justin felt guilty but he had to stop arguing and get to sleep, it was going to be a big day tomorrow. Justin was just pulling the blanket over him when Isis slid in next to him. Justin was shocked. He didn't know what to say. Isis smiled and pulled Justin's mouth to hers. This, Justin knew, was real. Not a dream, not virtual reality, this was happening. Isis' mouth was soft and she was eager for Justin. She opened her mouth, offering it to him and Justin thrust his tongue in. Isis smiled into the kiss and pulled Justin's hands to her breasts. They were big, flowing over his hand, and Justin could feel the hard nipples beneath Isis' coverlet. Isis decided against the coverlet and pulled it off with a fluid motion and she sat on Justin's lap, giving him access to her breasts while she reached down and stroked Justin's cock. Justin was already almost bursting. There was a beautiful woman sitting on him lap that thought he was a God! And she wanted to fuck him! Isis twisted around so she was facing him and lowered herself down onto Justin's throbbing cock. It was soft and warm and everything Justin wanted it to be. He bit down on his lip because he didn't want to come early. Maybe talking would slow him down. "You're my first," Justin said simply. "You're first?" Isis questioned? Oh right, the Gods are supposed to be these nubile sexpots. "This is my first incarnation. Horus created me today for my purpose. You are the first woman to have known me," Justin said. Isis smiled, "Good. Then you will always remember me." "I don't think I'm going to forget this anytime soon," Justin panted. Isis smiled and began to move up and down Justin's shaft faster. Justin groaned and his orgasm slipped through his fingers. He had been trying to hold it back for so long and then he barely enjoyed it. Well. He obviously enjoyed it a little bit. Isis kissed him hard and said, "I'll teach you a few more things in the morning God," she winked and snuggled down Justin's chest. Just In Time Ch. 02 **All characters are over 18 **This is a SERIAL so it is a running story so please look for the previous/following installments! * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * Previously on Just In Time: Justin, a young lab tech, is sent back in time to prevent the theft of Cleopatra's poison! After an "REM lesson" where Justin learned all about Ancient Egypt and how to fit in, he seems to be carrying himself well. Justin lands in Ancient Egypt and is assumed to be an agent of the God Horus and is duly rewarded by the lovely Isis for saving her when she takes young Justin's virginity. * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * The sun had not yet risen when Isis shook Justin awake. "Hurry, we need to make love before my father wakes." Justin was laying on his side and opened his eyes bleakly and blinked them a few times until Isis came into view. Just as last night she was stunning. Her large breasts were standing to intention in front of him and Justin reached out and motioned for her to get back in bed. Justin pulled her back against his chest with her back to him so he could stroke her large breasts. Isis purred softly into the pillow. She reached back and took a hold of Justin's cock and pulled it into her warm opening. Lying side by side with his cock inside Isis, Justin felt as if she was even tighter than the night before. Isis leaned back and kissed Justin wetly on the mouth. "If you think I'm making you feel too good, just take you thumb and forefinger and make a ring at the base of your cock and pull tight. It will slow you down," Isis said. Justin closed his eyes as pleasure washed over him. "Do it," Isis urged. Justin reached down, and ringed his cock at the base and pulled tightly. Some of the sensation abided. "Good," Isis sighed as she wove her hips a little more. Her hand pulled Justin's down to her dripping pussy and pulled his hand to her clit. "This makes it better. Be gentle, the more attention it gets, the more it will drive me crazy...oh ohhhh." Isis said as Justin's hand did exactly what she had said. "Uhhh. Ohhh. Oh, oh, oh," Isis groaned as her body shook. Justin could feel her body spasming into him and her muscles tightening around him. When Isis stopped shaking she reached behind, and stroked Justin's balls. The shock and the pleasure took over Justin and he let go as he came with a loud bang. "Oh yes, come inside me, I want to have your baby," Isis cooed. Justin thrusted into her over and over until he felt his cock soften. Justin opened his eyes. He'd never come that way before. Then again, Isis sure beat the hell out of his hand. Pun intended. She was beautiful. Isis lay back, looking up at him with a smile in her eyes. She reached up to play with Justin's hair. "Do you think I will?" "What?" "Have your baby. He would be half God," Isis said seriously. "I think you will – if Horous wills it," Justin replied equally seriously. Isis smiled and pulled on her coverlet. "You must get ready, my father and I will take you to see my sister Iras. She will get you into the palace. Although I'm not sure how much power she will have considering Octavian is watching Cleopatra like a hawk. And if Octavian executes Cleopatra, it may be dangerous to be introduced as my sister's friend." Justin nodded. They were close to the palace gate where they were to meet Isis' sister Iras. Isis leaned in close to Justin so her father couldn't hear, "you fuck like a God now, agent of Horus, you may have to use that among the palace servants. Many of them will have been used by whomever has passed through but they are rarely satisfied themselves. And from what my sister tells me, they are greedy for exotic travelers." "My eyes make me exotic?" "Well your height," Isis said, and leaned close to him, "and your huge cock, that will spread quickly amongst the women." Justin fought back a smile. Maybe this was going to be a good gig. As they made their way into the palace, Justin saw a tall confident man with long hair, braided to crown his head and a flowing beard. Justin knew who that was. It was the historian Strabo. "I have an idea," Justin whispered to Isis. Justin suggested that he could pretend to be a servant sent to serve Strabo, who was well regarded in the palace, and to be Strabo's connection to Cleopatra. Iras could help Justin fit in and answer his palace related question and also help Strabo get access to Cleopatra. Isis admitted it could work. Justin pressed Isis not to tell Iras that he came from Horus and had Isis tell her father to do the same. "What does your sister look like?" Justin asked Isis. "Like me, but with smaller breasts," Isis said with a smile. Finally Justin saw her. Isis had been right, they did look very much alike. They had the same hair and the same face. Although, Justin realized Isis had not just been sisterly competitive about her last statement. Iras' breasts did appear to be much smaller. Isis talked to her sister and kissed Justin on the cheek. Justin thanked both Isis and her father. Isis took Justin's hand in both of hers. "Thank you again for what you did. I hope," and she leaned in closer, "I hope something grows inside me," she finished, pulling Justin's hand to rest on her belly. Justin just smiled. "You made quite a bit of an impression on my sister," Iras said as they walked into the back entrance of the palace. "And not you," Justin flirted. "Not...yet," Iras said, deciding to warm to him just a little bit. "Strangely it escaped them to tell me what you are called." "Justin." "Justin?" Thinking quickly of his REM lesson, Justin added, "Justinian." Iras nodded and lead the way to the servants' quarters. Several people whispered behind them as they went. "We don't see people as tall as you very much, nor do we see people with different colored eyes. I'm afraid it may be difficult for me to conceal your arrival very much," Iras said. "Have there been any other arrivals lately?" On seeing Iras' look he quickly added, "meaning, since Octavian's arrival." "A striking woman joined Octavian's retinue the day before you got here. She's tall. Very tall. Almost as tall as you even. With flowing black hair. She stood out quite a bit. At first I thought she was one of my lady's assassins. Especially when Octavian took a liking to her, but he remains alive and my lady was just as surprised by her as everyone else." "Just the woman?" "A stupid man. One who can barely speak replaced the one of the cleaning servants. And, let me see. A strange looking man replaced the old doctor we had." Justin's mind was racing. The woman could be getting near Octavian to orchestrate Cleopotra's death and take the poison. But that would be a much more difficult affair than it would be for this bumbling servant to swipe the poison while he was cleaning at night. Even this doctor could be the person if Cleopatra had used the palace doctor to mix her poison. "And this is Charmion," Iras said, motioning toward another girl. Justin realized they were near their end as they had left the servant's quarters and looked to be in the suite housing the owner of the palace. Justin could not remember if that room was where Cleopatra was quarantined or if it was where Octavian now ruled. The girl in front of him was shorter than both Iras and Isis but she was no less beautiful. Her black hair was cut more in the way that people thought of the stereotypical Cleopatra cut, short, at her ears. Her features were sharp, she had bony shoulders, slender legs, and small pert breasts poking at her tunic. Justin saw Charmion sizing her up as well. Her eyes seemed to drink in his height and were knocked backward by his eyes. "I'm Justin," he said simply. "I'll go to make it known that you are to be the conduit between us and Strabo. But stay here, don't go anywhere without me," Iras said to Justin. To Charmion she said, "I'm going to talk with the other servants about our lady's day, please show Justin the room vacated by that idiot Juba. Charmion looked happy to show Justin his room and they swept off after Iras left. It was a small room with not much but a bed but Justin figured he couldn't really be picky. It was better than sleeping with the rest of the servants. And it had a door. Ancient Egypt seemed a lot more comfortable than Justin would have thought. Charmion closed the door behind her and stared at Justin. Justin saw the look in her eye and smiled. He walked over to her, took her chin in his hands, lifted her mouth up, and bent down and kissed her aggressively. She opened her mouth and Justin pushed his tongue in. Justin wasted no time and his hands wound around Charmion to undue the strings holding up her coverlet. With a simple pull it crumpled to the floor and Charmion was naked in front of him. Charmion's breasts were firmer than Isis' and her nipples seemed dots sticking out of beautiful mounds. There was a small tuft of pubic hair at her pussy that Justin thought had a spot of wetness. Justin took her in his arms, pulling her up to him. The little girl felt like she weighed nothing and Justin closed his arms around her and held her up to his eye level. He kissed her hard and pushed her against the wall. Charmion wrapped her legs around Justin and moved against him. Justin laughed and brought her over to the bed and laid her down. Justin pulled off his clothes and looked down at Charmion. Justin leant down and kissed her again. Charmion eagerly kissed Justin back, harder than she had before. Justin pushed Charmion around so she was facing away from him. He stroked between Charmion's leg, feeling how moist she was and Charmion moaned. Justin slipped a few fingers in and teased her clit, causing her to moan louder. Justin pushed her head down by pressing on her back and pushed into her dripping pussy from behind. Charmion groaned laboriously. Justin pushed into her a few times before his hand reached around and started stroking Charmion's clit. Charmion buried her face in Justin's bed as she screamed into it. Even then Justin could still hear her. Justin felt the pleasure about to overtake him so he pulled out and gripped the base of his cock to give himself a few more minutes like Isis had told him. Charmion looked behind her and whimpered, "please?" Justin smiled and pushed all the way back into her in one stroke and Charmion moaned. Justin worked Charmion's clit faster and faster and Charmion had to bite on the bed coverlet to stop from screaming out as Justin watched her body quiver and shake as it ripped through her. Justin was watching Charmion's orgasm when he realized that she was dripping in sweat. That and watching a beautiful woman shake around his cock in extreme pleasure pushed Justin over the edge and he powered into Charmion as he came in her again and again. Justin collapse onto her and they rolled over to lie side by side on the bed. Neither of them saw Iras watching from the door, which was cracked just a little bit. Justin and Charmion were clothed when Iras returned a few minutes later. "My lady is to be allowed to come down to the dining hall with an armed guard led by Octavian's man Epaphroditus," Iras said to Justin. "Epaphroditus, now that's a name," Justin said exaggeratedly. Iras didn't smile and Justin's slid from his face. "I can take you to see that new doctor you were asking about or we can see if Epaphroditus will let you see Cleopatra before dinner," Iras said coldly. "I would like to meet Cleopatra," Justin said. "Of course," Iras nodded and indicated Justin should follow her. Charmion made to follow but Iras turned on her and snapped, "you can give them our lady's dinner order." Charmion looked at Iras' face for a few seconds and nodded slowly and turned around. "We go to the tower," Iras said. They stopped in front of a short, squat man who smelled terrible. He wielded a long spear and wore a Roman helmet. Justin assumed this was Epaphroditus. "This is Justinian, sent from Strabo, to meet with my lady," Iras said. "I must search you for weapons or poisons for my master believes Cleopatra will end her miserable life before he can show off his prize," Epaphroditus said gruffly. After determining they were harmless, Iras was allowed to show Justin into the small room at the top of the palace tower. The room was simple and had a bed and a window but the woman inside was far from simple. She looked like she had in Justin's dream, beautiful, desirable, radiating sexuality. Her skin was tanned, her body slender, her breasts firm, her hair was cut close to her face. When she turned around her eyes showed the fear that Justin had sensed in his dream but Justin found himself staring into them. They were deep, brown and luscious and Justin almost missed his introduction. "This is Justinian my lady, he is to serve the historian Strabo who will no doubt chronicle this tragic, yet seminal event," Iras said. Justin managed to nod when she said his name and Cleopatra smiled at the effect she had on him. In fact, his stare filled her with a glow she had not felt in a long time. To have a man look at her like that was special. That she could still do that at her age after so many other men was remarkable. "Octavian will let you have dinner in the dining hall tonight my lady," Iras began. "Will you leave us?" Cleopatra asked. Iras nodded quickly and made to withdraw. Justin saw a look steal across her face that he had not expected. It looked like jealousy. "You should get ready in, in a few minutes my lady, to go down to the hall," Iras said hesitantly at the door. Cleopatra nodded and waved her hands for Iras to leave. "You are quite tall for a historian," Cleopatra began, circling Justin. Justin nodded with a smile to acknowledge what he assumed was a complement. "And your eyes. They are remarkable," Cleopatra said, coming to stop a few inches from Justin as she stared up into his eyes. Justin held her gaze and the intensity was smoldering. Cleopatra sensed it too and turned away. "It has been a long time, since..." "Since what?" Justin asked calmly. "How do you think history will remember me?" Cleopatra asked. Justin considered, "how would you like them to remember you?" Cleopatra smiled and stared Justin down. "That's not what I meant," Justin said quickly, "although, that's what I thought you meant by it being a long time." Cleopatra laughed, "I like that. That honesty. It's refreshing. I can't remember being honest since I was a child. And don't put that in your book." Justin laughed. "There's not a lot of time," Cleopatra began. Justin pulled Cleopatra those final couple of inches and kissed her hard on the mouth. Her hands slid around Justin's back and she pulled herself close to Justin. Justin felt Cleopatra's small breasts pressing into his abdomen and he effortlessly bent down and swept her off her feet. Holding her in his arms he kissed her deeply once more and she opened her mouth to him. Justin laid Cleopatra on the bed and stroked the inside of her legs up to her thigh. He felt a great heat at her thighs and cautiously reached the extra few inches to her pussy. Justin was surprised that she was completely shaved and the skin felt soft and warm on Justin's fingertips. Justin pushed two fingers into Cleopatra and she moaned when Justin's thumb grazed her clit. "We don't have a lot of time," Cleopatra started to say through her now heavy breathing. Justin pulled his tunic over his head and Cleopatra guided his cock into her pussy. Cleopatra moaned when she took all of Justin's length. "My God, that's big," she panted. Cleopatra moved her hips wide with each foot at a propped on the bed. Cleopatra moved to meet each of Justin's thrusts by pushing up on her feet and sliding her hips forward. They were both moving fast and their bodies began to be slick with sweat. Justin had to use the trick Isis had shown him but he thought Cleopatra would come soon as her moans grew louder and louder until finally she stopped moving into him and her body shook several times as Cleopatra let out a loud "oh." Cleopatra lay back a second as Justin kept pushing into her. Then she stretched her legs out to wrap around Justin as she pulled him deeper into her and she leaned up, pushing her breasts against Justin's chest and she reached up and pulled Justin's mouth down to hers and she kissed him hard and open mouthed, thrusting her tongue into Justin's mouth. Cleopatra pulled him closer and closer as she moved against him and Justin's orgasm roared through him as he clutched Cleopatra against him as he shot into her. They collapsed onto the bed. "My God. If I had known Jews were so good I would have tried to have one before." "Jews?" Justin asked? "You're circumcised," Cleopatra said. Justin just nodded. "Now I must get ready for dinner," Cleopatra said, stroking Justin's face, tracing around his eyes and nose with the tip of her finger. "And send Iras in," she's probably right by the door." Justin nodded. Iras was right by the door although she made a show of looking down the stairs from the tower. "She would like to see you," Justin said. Iras turned around and stared at Justin. Then nodded and went into the room. "How much of that did you watch?" Cleopatra said evenly. Iras' face went red. "I didn't survive this long if I couldn't pick up on things like that. Now just tell me. We'll have a conversation while you dress me for dinner and we'll move on." Iras nodded. "All of it." Cleopatra nodded. "There's something about him isn't there. That's different," Cleopatra said. Iras nodded her head in agreement. "He is very tall. It's quite unnerving. But in a good way." "He's tall in other areas too," Cleopatra whispered conspirationally, "that, is what is unnerving." Iras' face went red again, and got even redder when Cleopatra added, "but you probably already heard me say that." Cleopatra pulled Iras to her and gave her a hug. "I'm just teasing you. You should go to him after dinner. But you must get up tomorrow morning and bring me Masea. It's time." Iras nodded and began dressing her lady for dinner. Just In Time Ch. 03 **All characters are over 18 **This is a SERIAL so it is a running story so please look for the previous/following installments! * ~ * ~ * ~ * Previously on Just In Time: Justin is sent back in time and goes undercover in Cleopatra's palace as a servant of the historian Strabo to prevent the theft of Cleopatra's poison! Justin is told of three suspects: a tall beauty in Octavian's retinue, a suspicious doctor and a newly hired servant. But all work and no play takes the fun out of time travel and Justin is jumped first by Cleopatra's servant Charmion and then Cleopatra herself. And although he doesn't know it yet, Cleopatra's other servant, Iras, hungers for Justin as well. * ~ * ~ * ~ * "There he is my lady," Iras said under her breath. Cleopatra looked over where Iras had been looking and saw Octavian. Cleopatra smiled sadly. He reminded her of her Caesar. But now her Caesar's grandnephew sought to destroy her. And her people. Cleopatra smiled when Justin came into view. Justin reminded her of Caesar too. But in a good way. The lust he initiated in women was the same intangible that made Caesar Caesar. Justin looked over where they all were staring and saw Octavian. Charmion came up behind him and gently touched his arm. She motioned him away from the group and whispered conspirationally, "let me come to your room tonight..." she began. Justin shook his head, "I have to play my part here," Justin said, motioning toward the guests pouring into the dining hall. A look of annoyance passed over Charmion's face quickly but passed when she said, "then I'll see you tomorrow morning." She left with a satisfied smile on her face and Justin smiled in spite of himself. The tall mystery women they had mentioned before approached from behind Octavian and Justin's breath stopped low in his throat. She was remarkable. Not in any conventional sense. But Justin had never thought of himself as conventional. She was tall and thin with an angular jaw and a sharp nose but her eyes sparkled and Justin sensed fire beneath them. Her raven black hair danced on the shoulders of her thin frame. Her breasts were shown off by a scooping neckline and a large gold necklace that Octavian appeared to be showing to some of his guests. Or perhaps Octavian was showing them her breasts. "There's Strabo," Iras whispered to Justin. Justin approached the historian and made his introductions. Strabo seemed to be amiable enough and said that he had to make a formal introduction to Octavian. So Justin approached Octavian with Strabo. Strabo's eyes were on Octavian, Justin's on Octavian's mystery woman. Strabo said something to Octavian but Justin was locked on the woman. Finally out of the corner of his eye, Justin saw Strabo point at the woman and Octavian motioned her forward. She had noticed Justin's attention and smiled at him with an amused look at her face. "She is beautiful is she not? And quite tall. Almost abnormally so. But alas. She is mute," Octavian was telling Strabo. Justin's eyes shot to the woman's. Her eyes seemed to be laughing at Justin. "...I call her Atia, after my mother..." Octavian continued. Justin bowed low and withdrew. "I'm going to go see the doctor," Justin said to Iras. "You don't know where he is!" Iras said exasperatedly. Cleopatra smiled at them, overhearing their conversation, "go with him," Cleopatra urged, with a twinkle in her eye that was reserved for Iras. "I don't think it's the woman, although she seemed to know a hell of a lot. Or she was just having fun with me. But she's beautiful, there's something striking about her that other women don't have..." Justin trailed off when he saw the crestfallen look on Iras' face. He opened his mouth to apologize but Iras cut him off. "We're here," Iras said, motioning at a room right outside the palace. "Can you help me?" Justin asked. Iras seemed to be torn between her anger and jealousy -- and something else -- but she relented and nodded in agreement. "I want you to ask detailed yet inane questions. Where he was born, where he studied, where he worked before, all that. Can you do that for me?" Iras looked puzzled. Justin felt guilty about not letting her in on anything. "It's just so I know if they belong or not," Justin added. Iras nodded and opened the door. "Why come in," a voice called from inside. Justin and Iras stepped inside the room where there was little light. Justin had a flash of apprehension that vanished when the doctor lit a candle. Justin took in the doctor and his hopes fell. The doctor was a hunchback. That was why they thought he looked strange. He wasn't really out of the ordinary. Not in the way Justin had hoped. Iras asked her questions but Justin's mind was elsewhere. Iras pulled him out a few minutes later. "Was that enough?" Iras asked quickly. "You were great, thanks," Justin said. Iras smiled. A big smile. The biggest Justin had seen on her face in the brief time he had known her. Iras stood on her tip toes and half jumped, to kiss Justin quickly on the mouth. Justin was only a little surprised but he bent his head down to return to kiss. Iras opened her mouth and tentatively pushed her tongue into Justin's mouth. When Justin responded Iras arched her chest forward and pushed her mouth deeper into the kiss. Iras broke away from Justin and looked over her shoulder where the lights of the dining hall remained lit. "Hurry," Iras urged, taking Justin's hand and pulling him in the direction of his room. Iras kissed Justin hard against the door to his room and he fumbled with the handle until it finally swung open. Iras remained entangled in Justin's arms as their kiss grew more passionate. A moan rushed through Iras and she pushed back, panting. "I've wanted you since I saw that look in my sister's eye," Iras said. As if that settled it, Iras pulled her simple dress over her head and stood naked in front of Justin. Iras was the spitting image of her sister Isis. But while Isis had had a deep chest and rounded figure, Iras was lean and her body was hard. Her breasts were small but firm. The sisters shared beautiful olive skin. Iras smiled up at Justin almost shyly. Justin moved toward her. "I saw you," Iras said when Justin was inches away. Justin stopped. "What do you mean?" "With my lady. And. And with Charmion," she said almost timidly. Justin didn't know how to play this so he just smiled and said what seemed natural. "That didn't turn you away?" Iras waited a second, as if thinking. She shook her head as her face blushed. "I wanted to be closer, to my mistress, even to Charmion. I wish I could be like Masea and give more to my mistress. I love her. And. And I want to be her. And when I saw you two it made me want you inside me even more," Iras said. Justin pulled his shirt over his head and pulled Iras to his chest. Her skin burned against Justin's chest she was so hot. Justin could feel her heart beating so quickly it was if it wanted to pop out of her chest. He was really turning Iras on, Justin thought. Iras looked up to him. Justin bent down and his mouth closed over hers. He drank her in. His mouth devouring her. It only seemed to incense her more and when she pushed back she was panting even harder. Justin led her over to the bed and Iras slid back onto it, her eyes never leaving Justin's as he slid his pants down. Iras' eyes bulged and then turned greedy when she saw the size of Justin's cock. Justin knelt between Iras' legs. He took his cock in his hands and rubbed the head of his cock over Iras' pussy lips. Iras sucked in her breath and let out a gasp when Justin repeated his taunting. Iras opened her mouth and her eyes told Justin what she wanted and he pushed into her before she could ask. Justin went half way at first and Iras moaned. Justin leaned forward and pushed the rest of his length in and Iras sighed contentedly. Justin bent down and took one of her nipples between his teeth and his tongue snaked out to trace it. Iras let out a "mmm" and Justin continued his game on her other nipple. Justin was making a slow pace and Iras moved her hips up to him, trying to make him go faster. Justin moved a hand down to trace Iras' pussy lips and Iras groaned. Justin grabbed her clit between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed his fingers together and Iras let out a loud moan and her body shook. Justin felt her muscles tighten and loosen around him several time as it surged through her. Finally Iras let out a sigh and stopped shaking. She looked up at Justin with that same big smile from before. Her hands slid down her belly and grabbed Justin's shaft as it came out of her and let it go again when Justin pushed back into her. She slid her hand lower and took hold of Justin's balls while her thumb and forefinger ringed the base of Justin's cock. Iras moved her lower two fingers and they forced Justin's balls to move and her fingers sent a sharp tingling sensation up through Justin and Iras saw it in his eye and clutched him tighter. Justin's eyes closed and his pace accelerated as he shot into Iras. Iras smiled and pulled Justin down to lay with her. The night went fast and Justin awoke when the light played through the window. He played with Iras' hair. He was soon bored and his hands drifted down to Iras nipples. She smiled in her sleep when Justin's hand closed over her breast. His palm worked her nipple back and forth and she let out a sigh that Justin thought would precipitate her awakening but she seemed to still sleep. Justin laughed to himself and used his other hand to probe Iras' crotch. She lay on her back so her whole body was open to him. Justin walked his fingers down her thigh and when his fingers finally got to her pussy lips her eyes fluttered open. She smiled at Justin and let out a girlish giggle. "Were you going to wake me or just have your way with me?" She teased. "I hadn't decided," Justin said with a straight face. Iras hand clutched Justin's shaft. "At least I know you had good thoughts about me," Iras said with a sly smile. The door handle moved and Justin's eyes flew to the door. Charmion! He'd forgotten he'd told her she could come to his room. The door opened and Charmion laughed. Justin shot a worried look at Iras but Iras was giggling. "Come in and shut the door!" Iras said through her giggles. Charmion slid onto the bed on the other side of Justin and Iras rolled over to her side so now she and Charmion were both looking at Justin who was lying on his back. Justin looked back and forth between the two of them and detected no malice and decided he was just really lucky. When he looked back at Charmion he saw she had pulled her dress over her head. Her tight body and small nipples seemed to match perfectly with the beauty on the other side of him. Justin left his one hand in Iras' pussy and slid his other along the lips of Charmion's. "He's good with his hands," Charmion groaned. Iras giggled and nodded back. Iras sat up and dropped her head into Justin's lap. She kissed around his cock, his thigh, his balls, back to his shaft. Up his shaft and to the head. Iras opened her mouth and bobbed her head around the tip of Justin's cock. Justin sighed and leaned back on the pillow so he was no lying flat among these two beautiful, naked, servant girls. Charmion reached out and grabbed the base of Justin's cock with both of her hands. She propped herself up on one elbow as she watched Iras suck the head of Justin's cock. Charmion bent down and licked Justin's balls and then up his shaft. Her tongue met Iras and they held a gaze for a second. Iras bobbed her head off Justin's cock and pulled Charmion's mouth to her own and kissed her hard. Justin's heart raced when he saw Charmion open her mouth. Charmion moaned into the kiss and Iras broke it off with a smile. "Since you were late, I'll let you go first," Iras said. Charmion moved to mount Justin when Iras stopped her. "Face me," Iras ordered. Charmion hesitated and then turned around quickly. Her butt rested on Justin's stomach for a second and then she lifted up. Iras reached out, pulled Justin's cock forward, positioning it for Charmion as Charmion lowered her pussy onto Justin's waiting cock. Both Justin and Iras felt how wet Charmion was. Iras bent down and tongued Charmion's clit. Charmion's eyes flew open in surprise but her body shuddered. Justin reached around and cupped her small breasts. Iras circled her tongue around Charmion's clit. Charmion moaned loudly and Justin was surprised at how quickly it happened but Charmion arched her head back and let out a loud moan as her body vibrated. When she stopped Iras raised her head and said, "you taste good," in a sultry voice that made Justin's throat go dry. Charmion lifted off Justin and bent down to kiss Iras. The two shared a deep kiss and then both their heads turned toward Justin. Iras pushed Charmion's head to Justin's cock. Charmion opened her mouth and took Justin all the way in. Charmion's mouth was pulled wide and she gagged when she was almost all the way down Justin's cock. Charmion's own juices filled her throat. Iras pulled Charmion's head back by her hair and then pushed her down again. Iras stared into Justin's eyes the whole time. Finally Iras bent down and kissed Justin wetly on the mouth. Justin could still smell Charmion on Iras' lips. Iras pulled back and pulled Charmion's mouth from Justin's cock. Iras grabbed the base of Justin's cock and pushed her hand up and down while she took the head in her mouth and sucked. Charmion bent down again and tongued Justin's balls. Charmion sensed something and tapped Iras who pulled back from Justin. Each girl wrapped a hand around Justin's cock and pushed up and down. They stared down at Justin's cock expectantly and he didn't disappoint. After a few strokes Justin exploded, shooting cum on both the girls' faces and getting a lot on their hands. They kept going until it stopped. Charmion looked at Iras who had a big glob on her cheek. Charmion took two fingers and wiped it down into Iras' mouth. Iras sucked on Charmion's fingers and moaned around them. Iras kissed down Charmion's cheek, licking up cum, all the way to Charmion's mouth. They continued like that for a few minutes, cleaning each other off and teasing each other. Justin watched contentedly on his elbows until they both were done. They giggled and slid into Justin's arms. Just In Time Ch. 04 **All characters are over 18 and FICTIONAL **This is a SERIAL, like my other series TRIPLE THREAT, so it is a running story so please look for the previous/following installments! * ~ * ~ * ~ * Previously on Just In Time: Justin is sent back in time and goes undercover in Cleopatra's palace as a servant of the historian Strabo to prevent the theft of Cleopatra's poison! Justin rules out two of the three suspects when he decides the hunchback doctor isn't the time bandit and the beautiful tall mystery woman is unlikely, which leaves the newly hired servant for him to question. After finally sating Iras' desire, Justin finds himself in bed with both Charmion and Iras. * ~ * ~ * ~ * Justin was feeling sleepy again after the session with Charmion and Iras and with both of the beautiful servant girls snuggling up against him the warmth was pleasantly decreasing his desire to get out of bed. "Masea will be here tonight," Iras said softly. Charmion nodded. "You know what that means," Iras asked. Charmion nodded again. "So this was a sort of going away party," Charmion said. "What do you mean?" Iras opened her mouth but Charmion shot her a look and Iras closed her mouth. "Perhaps you should pay a final visit to our lady," Charmion said. "Why is it a final visit?" "Octavian will move her in a day or so," Charmion said. "I need to see the servant," Justin said. "I'll take you to find him, Charmion will tend to our lady," Iras said. Charmion nodded and they all rolled out of bed. *** "He talks funny and always seems to be prowling around where he shouldn't be," Iras said, describing why she thought this new servant was suspicious. "There he is," Iras said, pointing at a man who did look out of place. He had a closely shaved beard and while he was not as tall as Justin, he was taller than the other Egyptians. "Ask him the same batch of questions and I'll be in earshot," Justin said. "Why hello," Iras began, engaging the servant. Justin looked over his shoulder and saw the servant run his eyes over Iras. Well at least she got in the door, Justin thought. "...and where did you work before? Oh a mansion by the Cairo bazaar. How fascinating. Are you from Cairo? You are? Whereabouts, I go there quite often to visit one of my cousins. What was that? Hmm. I've never been to that part of town I guess..." Justin turned around and looked at the man. He was visibly sweating and it seemed like his answers were getting thinner and thinner. The man's eyes rose to Justin's and recognition dawned on the man. He turned and fled. Justin tore out after him. Right when Justin's fingers were about to close over the man's shoulders the man darted down a tight alleyway and disappeared from view. Panting, Justin made his way back to Iras. Iras shook her head sadly and pushed Justin's hair back around his head. She kissed him lightly on the mouth and looked up into his eyes. "Is he the one?" Justin nodded. Charmion came up behind them. "My lady would like to see you," Charmion said. Justin nodded. *** Cleopatra's back was to him as Justin walked into her room. She had a beautiful, straight, strong back. Her skin was a beautiful light copper. "I need your help," Cleopatra said without turning around. "My help," Justin stuttered? "Leave us girls," Cleopatra said, her back to them all. "You're no historian," Cleopatra said, finally turning around to look at Justin. "What?" "When my servant Masea came to me today it dawned on me. I remembered the man who introduced her to me. Who brought her to me and told me to raise her like a daughter so she would love me and give her life to me," Cleopatra said. "I don't see..." "That man was you," Cleopatra said. "I don't understand," Justin began. "You were an artist then, although you are probably as much of a historian as you are an artist," Cleopatra said. "Did we...?" Justin asked. Cleopatra smiled and even blushed, "of course, we were drawn to each other as we were this time." "How do you explain this? I don't remember it." "I doubt it has happened yet. To say the least, you were much more, experienced." "What do you think I am then? A God?" "I think you're a man. Who will help me." Justin nodded. "I need something too. What I'm here for. It's a vial of poison. I think you know what I'm talking about." Cleopatra looked at him sharply. Hesitated, then nodded. "I need to know what you were going to do with it afterwards, and where you got it from," Justin said. "The doctor. He's one of my people. And afterwards I needed to leave it in the room. It was the only the way," Cleopatra said. "Okay. I need to be there. Hidden. He'll be there too so think of a different hiding spot, he's no doubt found your other one." Cleopatra looked surprised but she nodded. A weight seemed to be lifted from Cleopatra and she finally smiled. "I want you to do one other thing for me?" "What?" "Me." Cleopatra laughed and took Justin's hand. "So you'll remember for next time." Cleopatra led Justin to the bed. She reached up and pulled him down to her and kissed him deeply. She kept her lips locked to his as she slid back onto the bed. Justin slid onto the bed next to her and caressed her breast through her top while one of his hands slid down to her crotch. Justin lifted the thin fabric that covered her crotch and began tickling her pussy lips with his fingertips. "Let me teach you something for next time," Cleopatra said. She took two of Justin's fingers and pushed them into her pussy. She sighed and then turned Justin's hand so that his palm was facing up. "Now curl your fingers. There's a soft spongy spot...oh yes, that's it..." Cleopatra cooed. "Oh, oh yes that's it. Keep doing that. Oh God. Oh yes. Just. Just hold it like that. Oh." "Uhhh, uhhh, uhhhhh ohh ohhhh." Cleopatra shook and moaned, riding Justin's hand. Unlike last time though when Justin thought Cleopatra had hit her peak, she kept going. And she got louder. A thought came over Justin that he was surprised he hadn't thought of before. Justin's thumb moved up and probed Cleopatra's clit. She screamed. And then, she squirted. Justin was shocked. But with his fingers in her pussy and his thumb on her clit, she kept going. His hand was sticky with Cleopatra. "God," Cleopatra panted, "I've only done that one other time." Justin smiled. "Now come here big boy, I need to thank you." Justin slid up Cleopatra until his mouth found hers and Cleopatra greedily grabbed Justin's cock and stuffed it eagerly into her soaking pussy. With a growl Cleopatra pushed Justin over and rolled on top of him. With another growl from deep in her throat Cleopatra started riding up and down Justin with an intensity Justin had never seen before. But then again she had just come her brains out and was about to kill herself. Cleopatra threw her head back and her hair flew back and rained back down onto her gorgeous shoulders. Her hands slid down to hold Justin's sides and she rolled her hips forward so her hips rested on the bed. Her breasts danced a few inches above Justin's mouth and he eagerly raised his head and devoured one of her nipples. Cleopatra's eyes flashed and she picked up speed. Justin's hands probed her pussy and finally stroked her clit and Cleopatra's mouth formed another "O" as an orgasm rippled through her. Pleasure overtook Justin then and his hips drove up into Cleopatra as he shot wave after wave of cum into Cleopatra. Panting, they both collapsed to the bed. "I'll show you where to hide. But give the girls a kiss before you do so they're no so surprised when you hide." Justin nodded. After a few minutes Cleopatra called them in and they smiled knowingly when they saw Justin hurriedly pull the covers over himself. Cleopatra led them over to the window and Justin pulled his clothes on. "Thank you," Iras said, looking into Justin's eyes, "you made a woman out of me when it was most important." Justin kissed her and Iras kissed him back harder than he would have thought. It wasn't just a kiss goodbye for Iras, it seemed like something much more. But Justin couldn't place it. Charmion gave Justin a wet kiss and a big hug and then went out to distract Epaphroditus, the Octavian man guarding Cleopatra's room so that Justin could remain in hiding. "You'll have to stay there almost all day," Iras began. Justin just nodded. He clutched his transmitter in his hand, under his tunic. He'd have to be quick once he wrestled the thief down. If it went down like he imagined it, Octavian's men would be crawling all over the place. Justin slipped into his hiding spot, a hollowed out pillar that Justin wondered if Cleopatra had used before for other hijinks. It was boring and hot and right when Justin didn't think he could take anymore, Charmion, Iras, and Cleopatra burst into the room. "Epaphroditus is gone with that silly letter I sent to Octavian so we must do this. Are you ready girls?" Iras and Charmion nodded. It dawned on Justin now. The kiss. What Charmion had said about a going away party. Charmion drank the poison first. Then Iras. Then Cleopatra. They lay on the bed together. A peaceful look came over all of them. Their breathing became labored and slow. Iras looked at the pillar the whole time. Justin's heart pounded in his chest. Finally their breathing faded to nothing. Justin was so nervous he held his breath. The side panel of Cleopatra's room slid open and Justin saw a steep stairwell. A secret passage! The bearded servant man came out of the passage carrying a large black bag. He reached the bed in a few strides and knelt to pry the poison from Cleopatra's hand. Justin sprang out of the pillar and knocked the servant down. He was startled, but not defeated. The servant wrestled free and threw his black bag at Justin. A black rod flew out and almost hit Justin in the head but he knocked it to the side and lunged at the man. Justin had him, he reached for his transmitter... "That's no snake Justin," Cleopatra said. Justin was shocked. At the person who said it and the statement. He looked at Cleopatra's body on the bed that lay still, white as death. He looked over his shoulder and saw Cleopatra holding a dangling black snake by the head. "It's an asp Justin," Cleopatra said again, evenly. "But..." "Masea Justin. The girl you gave me in Rome. We don't have much time," Cleopatra said. "Stand back," Cleopatra ordered. Justin did and Cleopatra dropped the asp on the man and it snapped its head and bit the man on the shoulder. Cleopatra was just as quick and flung the snake against the wall. "Our fates our bound Justin. Although, I have been told, they are not bound together." "Who is Masea?" "Justin. You brought her to me in Rome when we first met and told me I would need her. I needed her today. She is the spitting image of me. There could be no other surer twin. And she gave her life for me. So I can melt into time. Be myself. But never Cleopatra." And with that Cleopatra slipped into the passage and was gone. Justin grabbed hold of the now paralyzed thief and pressed his transmitter. He opened his eyes in the Doc's lab. Doc Tanner smiled at him. "Well, how was she?" "Who?" "Cleopatra my boy! The love of my life! The greatest woman history has ever known!" Justin smiled and shook his head foggily. "Like no one I've ever met before. What are you gonna do with this guy?" Doc shrugged, "hand him over to the police for questioning, we still can't figure it all out." Justin nodded, "he'll need a remedy for asp venom." "So that's where the Cleopatra asp legend comes from." Doc excitedly raced off for that while Justin retreated to his room. It would be nice to sleep in his own bed. Alone even. Whoever thought he would think something like that. But still, he wanted to play with his virtual reality fantasy program a bit. He toyed with the woman for awhile. At first she was Isis. Then Charmion. Then Iras. Then Cleopatra. He kept her as Cleopatra while he worked on something else. Then he changed her again. This time she was a tall thin woman with curly black hair and an angular face with sharp nice and bright big eyes. "How did you enjoy your journey Mr. Tempus?" The mechanical British voice asked. "As always Alfred you startle me," Justin said. "Back at work already?" "I want something else," Justin said. "Oh?" Alfred asked. "I want you to turn my virtual reality projection into an autonomous 3D projection similar to yourself. But with sensory applications." Alfred nodded his holographic head. "Can you do that for me?" "I could. If that's what you want," Alfred started. "It is. Use the final program data from this," Justin said, handing the memory card of his virtual reality machine to the mechanical arm Alfred controlled. "Call her Atia." * ~ * ~ * ~ * Next on Just In Time: Justin goes to Meiji Japan and meets another time traveling agent...