Harvesting data… You try to backtrack but find yourself completely lost. XXNX Your timeline suddenly seems awfully boring by comparison. “Breakfast’s going cold! Automated system engaged. It’s probably time for a shower soon, but you’ve time enough for another throat pie. Shovelling some lukewarm bacon into your mouth, you grab your phone charger, check your calendar and head out the house. Triaging paradox.. “Uhh… wow,” you say. No relative time will have passed.”
“Wait, so somewhere there’s a copy of me being condemned to.. Any woman’s mouth. Any woman’s mouth. Up. Collapsing loop and re-integrating matter into prime timeline in 3… After a few more minutes of wandering the corridor and browsing scenarios, you realize you need to make a decision or you’re liable to waste a perfectly good orgasm jerking off on your lonesome in an empty corridor.
