A Sexy Romp Through Space-Time - Sex Stories

A Sexy Romp Through Space-Time

... remaining calm and soothing the entire time, despite that fact that he was making no sense whatsoever. “I could give you the name of the planet we are currently orbiting as well as the name of the sector of space we currently reside in but I am afraid that you would find such information useless as you have no frame of reference with which to apply it.” “What?” Hermione asked. She was a quick study but the terms he was using made so little sense that she was having trouble piecing together what he was trying to tell her. “In truth, your location is space is not nearly as disconcerting as your location in time.” The man continued. “If you are who I believe you to be, you have managed to displace yourself chronologically by several centuries.” “Slow down,” Hermione said, holding her hands up to stop the strange man, “are you saying that I just traveled through time?” “According to all of the data at my disposal, yes that is what I am attempting to convey. Of course my theory does center around the point of you being who I believe you to be.” Data replied, his voice the same flat tone that was quickly becoming annoying. How could the man be so calm in the face of such a stupendous situation? “Ok, I'll bite, who do you think I am?” She asked, hoping that he had the wrong girl. “I believe you to be Hermione Granger, close friend of Harry Potter and one of the wizards responsible for defeating the one known as lord Voldemort. If I am not mistaken, you have displaced yourself ...

... sometime shortly after that particular battle, during the period in which you were finishing your education at Hogwarts academy.” “Yeah, that's me.” Hermione admitted with a sigh. “Wait a minute, how do you know so much about me?” “The answer to that particular query is rather complicated and would probably be easier for you to grasp if it were delivered by a fellow wizard. In fact, the leader of the Enterprise cabal should be along shortly to speak with you.” “So you are not a wizard?” Hermione asked, her boundless curiosity overriding her current concerns for her own well being, as it so often did. “No, I am incapable of performing what you refer to as 'magic', though I have mastered several sleight of hand tricks as part of an earlier experiment. Perhaps you would like to see a few while we wait for Guinan to join us?” “Umm, no, I'm good.” She replied, waving him off before he could begin his first trick. “I would rather you tell me a how a muggle like yourself happens to know so much about witches and wizards? In my time, we usually tried to keep your kind in the dark about our existence.” “I am not a 'muggle', per se.” He replied flatly. “In point of fact, I am not human at all. I am an android built by my creator as part of a grand experiment to analyze and understand the human condition.” “I see.” Hermione replied, her mind wandering over the possibilities. “So you don't have human emotions?” “Unfortunately, I do not. A part of my overlying mission is to attempt to develop ...