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Chinaman's Chance

Date: 1/16/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Interracial, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: sourdough, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

painting in Paris. Returning to the U.S., Maggie traveled around the country and took up with various lovers, both male and female, along the way. Finally weary of traveling, she purchased the property south of San Francisco. The house was on two acres so it really couldn't be called a farm. She did grow fruits and vegetables for her own use and sold the excess for a small income. Her current pastime was photography. I found her fascinating. We spent the morning getting acquainted and resting up after our journey. I got to soak in a tub full of hot water. It was heavenly after weeks of sponge baths with cold water. I knew Maggie was interested in getting the full story on me, but I didn't know how to edit it so she didn't think I was a total nut and kick us out. "She will want to know everything," Chen said. "Everything? She'll think I'm an escapee from a looney bin. She'll start having second thoughts about you too." Chen shrugged his shoulders. "I trust her. Also, I think she deserves to know the risks she is taking by shielding us." "Yeah, but...okay. Don't say I didn't warn you though." Maggie didn't push us to hear our story and we had a pleasant supper and shared a bottle of wine that evening. I kind of lost my nerve when I did begin my story. I started with telling her that Madame Bordeaux had forced me into prostitution, the rapes, my escape with Chen's aid, and everything that happened after that. "That is quite an adventure you two have had so far," Maggie said ... after she opened a second bottle of wine. "I have read the newspaper account of the policeman's death. They made him sound very heroic. Fortunately, there was no mention of any possible Chinese suspects. In fact, the only witness describes the person the policeman was chasing as a white man and his age was impossible to estimate." "That witness must have been Mrs. Crabtree," I said. "She told me she wasn't going to cooperate with the police investigation." "Frankly, I can't think of anything that I would have done differently. Still, I can't help feeling that you're holding back on something." She lifted her wineglass as if in a toast and smiled before taking a sip. I flushed and looked over at my husband. "Maggie is a very good judge of character," Chen said. "I won't insist you tell me if it's upsetting to you, Jennifer," Maggie said. "It's only upsetting because I know you won't believe me," I responded. "I told Chen and the next words out of his mouth were 'You belong in an asylum'." Maggie glared at Chen. "I can't believe you said that to the woman you love." "It was a natural and expected reaction, Maggie," I said. "I think you'll probably say something similar. If you don't say it you'll probably think it." "Try me," our hostess said. "I'm a time traveler," I responded. Maggie's eyes widened. "I'm not sure I understand." "Somehow I was sent back to 1882 from the year 2013." "But that's impossible," Maggie exclaimed. She took a gulp from her wineglass. "I know it's ...