New Year's Eve

Beatriz knew nothing about Toronto. She had no idea where to go with Eric. She spent some time searching on the computer but nothing really inspired her.

Taking him on a 'normal' date that she could do on the ship seemed like a sure way to come in last. She needed to take advantage of the time machine.

She was a little afraid of the past. She wasn't afraid of present day Canada, but feared that a brown woman with a Spanish accent might encounter trouble further back in time.

Then there was this money. It looked like monopoly money. She'd never been to Canada and had no idea if this was a little or a lot of money.

Eventually she decided to pick something more recent, but far enough away that Eric would have to been too young to experience it. She decided on a new year's Eve party 1999. He probably had some party with his parents, but not a real millennium party.

She used the rest of her prep time to pick their outfits and decide where to spend their time. When she was ready she got into the machine and hit go.

Eric opened his eyes. Beatriz was in front of him wearing a sleek glittery silver dress. He saw he was wearing a suit. Before he could say anything Beatriz called out, "Whoo! Time to party like it's 1999! Cause it is! December 31st at 8:01pm that is."

"Wow cool choice. I remember staying up with my parents to watch the fireworks on tv. Probably one of the first ones I remember actually staying awake for."

"And I'm sure you didn't get drunk originally either but I've got $1000 of the monopoly money you guys use and I think that's enough to get us drunk."

"Ya, that's enough to get us drunk for the whole week."

"Great. So the computer told me about a cool bar. Let's go."

They left the alley Beatriz had picked out. Beatriz was shivering almost immediately. Eric took off his jacket and put it around her.

"Thanks. Wow I knew Canada was cold but didn't really think about it."

"Cold? Well this is actually pretty mild, I thought Peru got this cold too?"

"Ya maybe. I guess I'm just a city girl, Lima is warmer than this."

"Well let's get you inside." They hurried over to the bar.

Beatriz had chosen an upscale spot. It was busy, but not crowded. The decorations were festive without being gaudy.

Beatriz told him to grab a table and she would get some drinks.

She ordered two glasses of champagne. The bartender asked for 35$. Beatriz opened the wallet with her money and found two $20 bills and handed them to the bartender. "Keep the change." She picked up the glasses and started to turn when the bartender caught her arm.

"Excuse me. Who do you think I am? Are you for real?"

Beatriz was confused. "Sorry? I don't understand."

"These bills. Look. I don't know where you are from but we don't have Keanu Reeves on our money, no matter how good the Matrix was."

"What?" Beatriz still didn't realize what was going on.

"These are counterfeit bills. Do I need to call the cops?" He was getting agitated.

"What. No no. I'm sorry I don't know how that happened." She reached into the wallet and pulled all her money. She started going through it on the counter.

Every. Single. One. Keanu Reeves was smiling back at her in every bill in all denominations. She started to panic as she made her way through the pile. "I don't know what happened. I'm serious. I was given this money for my date, I didn't really look but I've never been to Canada before. Please don't call the police. I really didn't make this money myself."

"I'm sorry I'm going to have to report this." The bartender said. Eric, hearing the commotion came over.

"What's going on?" Eric asked.

Beatriz leaned against him and sobbed. "The money from Isla. It's fake. He wants to call the police."

Before Eric could intervene another person interjected.

"Steve, relax. She clearly isn't a criminal. She was just tricked by someone. Besides, the Matrix was awesome, just put her drinks on me for the rest of the night." The woman turned to Eric and Beatriz. She was older, maybe around 50. She was short with black hair and a slim figure. She was quite beautiful, Eric thought.

"Hi, I'm Melanie. Join me for a drink?" Both nodded and the three of them made their way to a table. "So how'd you end up with the funny money?" Melanie asked.

"A friend, well, kind of a friend, she gave me the money to take Eric out on a date. This isn't the first cruel joke she's played on us."

"Ah ya frenemies. I know what that's like. I love your accent, where are you from?"

"Oh, thank you. I'm from Lima. In Peru."

"Well I am glad you are here now. You two make an adorable couple. And where are you from?" She asked Eric. - - - - - -

They continued to talk for a while. Turns out Melanie owns the bar they were in. Her date had stood her up so she decided to come here to wait for midnight. Eric was initially hoping to shoo her away, but ended up having a great time. Melanie was really interesting and the three of them seemed to get along really well. They kept ordering drinks and were getting pretty friendly. Eric hadn't failed to notice Melanie touching both of them more and more.

"Look, this is going to be quite forward, but fuck it, it's going to be a whole new millennium soon. I've got this kink, you see I really, I mean really, like tall people. Specifically I get turned on by tall people looking down on me and humiliating me. Both of you together, I'm excited just thinking about it. Would you two want to come to the back with me, I have a private office? We don't have to have sex, just whatever you want."

Eric looked over at Beatriz, this was a little weird he thought. Beatriz was all smiles, he figured she really wanted this. "What do you want, Beatriz? You want this?" Beatriz nodded. So they followed Melanie back to her office.

Immediately Beatriz took charge. "My god. You are so short. Fucking disgusting. What do you think Eric? Is she even worth our time?" Beatriz winked at him. She was pretty into this roleplay. Well Eric would give it a shot.

"Hardly. She probably can't even sit at her desk properly. She's useless."

"Ya. Hey Short stuff, if you want us to play with you, show us you actually have anything worth playing with. Take off your clothes."

Melanie seemed to be moaning as she stripped. Despite her age she was in fantastic shape. She might have been short but she had an ample chest and toned butt. Eric didn't know why she was turned on by this, but saw no harm in indulging her.

"Well at least she has tits. What do you think Eric, nice tits or not?"

"I don't know Beatriz. I can barely see them down there." Beatriz smirked at him.

"Right. You heard him slut. Help give him a better view. Sit on your desk."

Melanie quickly did as asked. Beatriz stroked her breast, "Hmm these do look pretty good." Beatriz slapped Melanie's tits. Melanie flinched but didn't react. "Eric, come closer." Eric did as Beatriz asked. She pulled down his pants and got his dick out. She started to stroke it.

"See Melanie, this is what a real dick looks like. I don't think you are worthy of touching it, so you just get to watch." Beatriz slowly stroked him up and down.

Melanie seemed transfixed by it. She slowly started to stroke herself but Beatriz immediately slapped her hand. "Bad girl. I didn't say you could touch yourself."

"Sorry Mistress." Melanie said immediately. Beatriz smiled. She started to stroke Eric faster and faster. Right before he came Beatriz grabbed Melanie by her hair and pulled her face down. Eric came sending ropes into Melanie's chest and face.

Handjob + 3 VP

Beatriz released Melanie. She had cum across her breasts and a small amount on one cheek. "You look beautiful, slut. Now we should rejoin the party, it's almost midnight."

Melanie started to get dressed but Beatriz snatched her panties and bra away. "No, sluts don't get underwear." She told her. Melanie put the rest of her clothes on. She started to wipe the cum from her face but Beatriz gently stopped her hand.

"Leave it. It's dark out there, nobody will notice. Or maybe they will. Either way, I want you to keep it there." Melanie seemed to consider for a moment, then nodded. The three went back to the bar.

The tv was on to the ceremonies downtown. There was only 1 minute until midnight. Beatriz made Melanie sit and watch as she put her arms around Eric's waist.

"10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…Happy New Year!" The whole crowd chanted.

Beatriz kissed him and held it until they both faded away.