After my informative chat with the system, I had the blue screen disappear, closed my eyes and relaxed in the silence of my apartment.
There were no shouts coming from the wall to my left as had happened a couple of times before so I knew Lucy and Mike didn't get into a fight and even if they did, it wasn't a big one.
"So I'm in the past " I muttered to myself," So many things that I could have done but the first thing I did was act out my perverseness,"
With a smile on my face, I thought of Lucy, clicking my tongue at how troublesome things had gotten between us, groaning at how long it would take me to fix our problems.
"Well, there are other ways around this," I thought with a smirk, some very handy items in the shop coming to mind.
Just imagining using some of the items there on Lucy had my mind thinking up dirty steamy scenarios, but before I could get to the point of stroking my little guy and expelling the spunk I had just built up in my sleep, my stomach made it's existence known.
After the actions and emotions of the morning, my energy had been totally sapped and I needed to get myself a meal.
I excitedly made use of my youthful energy to spring off the bed, but just as I reached the door of the kitchen the sight inside had me turning around and going to change my clothes.
As a broke academic student, I found pleasure in stuffing my body with junk food and saving on cash and time, but as an older man even if just mentally I knew the benefits of keeping the body healthy.
Though I didn't blame my past self for not living a very healthy life considering he truly needed to save up on cash, I was no longer that same person and didn't need to follow in those footsteps.
After searching through my messy apartment, I exited the door wearing red flip-flops, a white nickel and a blue shirt.
Although I had done a bit of touch-up on my hair, what it truly needed was a proper haircut.
I made my way to the elevator and after a few minutes of descent, I strolled out of the compound and into the streets.
For some seconds I stood still and observed everything around me, taking in the scene which just yesterday had been nothing but a distant fading memory, and then I continued my walk.
2 minutes later I stopped by a stand and after giving the man behind it some coins, I collected a newspaper.
From the newsstand, I moved to a nearby eatery and after giving my order, opened the newspaper and refreshed my brain on the happenings of this time.
"3rd of May 2002. A Wednesday."
This was the same date or would have been the same date I would be in if I were in the future 2027.
"Let's see " I muttered as I went through the various headlines.
'US launching operations against Taliban'
'Holly wood star goes missing.'
'Venezuelan coup,'
'$30 million movie is a flop'
'Yugoslav leader on trial for crimes on humanity'
'Us president Rovan Clove marries for the second time'
"Yep, things still look about the same," I thought as I quickly flipped past several pages and let my gaze land on the stunning wife of the president licking my lips and sighing as I took note of my Nokia 3330.
Technology was still dawdling about in this period so unless I was ready to splurge on a camera I wouldn't be getting any passable display of Mrs. Jennifer Clove.
"Perhaps with the system, I might even snatch her from the president" I muttered to myself adjusting my trouser which had gotten a bit tight just from my prolonged staring at the proportional ass of the president's wife that was clothed in a black secretary skirt.
After entertaining myself to a bit of ass, I went on to read into detail on the other headlines dropping my paper to the side when my breakfast, a mix of pancakes and bacon was served with some walnut was served to me.
I thanked the middle-aged woman who brought the food and quickly went to devour it, taking the time to enjoy and appreciate the sensitivity of my taste buds.
"Young people don't know what they have," I thought to myself letting out a silent moan as I swallowed a bacon for the second time, calling out to the waiter when she passed by me and asking for some milk.
Minutes later, my tummy was stuffed and I continued reading through the newspaper I had brought deciding to relax a bit in the eatery given how quiet it was.
I spent close to two hours at the eatery before paying and exiting, moving to a supermarket next because truly I needed to get some supplies for the house.
I could still remember the near-extreme frugal life I had been living and I had no intention of repeating that.
Entering the supermarket I grabbed a cart and picking selecting the Items I needed, and minutes later, just as I was taking a turn around a shelf looking to grab a detergent, I spotted a heavy pair of ass cheeks in jeans.
"My god" was the first thought that came to my head.
My eyes quickly travelled up the fat buttock to the face of its owner and their recognition and desire flashed in my eyes.
Martha Taylor, a neighbour of mine who lived a few floors below and had a daughter Valera who should be in her final year of high school.
Marth was someone I had only ever paid attention to in passing, and if you wondered why I knew her full name, then that was because of the heavy drama that was soon to occur when she got kicked out of her apartment.
[Ding! System mission]