Sex with Myself. Literally. Part 1
Part 1 “This is weird,” I said, staring in the face that could’ve been my own reflection. I blinked, just to be sure. The other set of eyes didn’t blink back. “Tell me about it,” future me replied. “I can’t decide which experience is weirder; doing this for the first time or doing it again from the other perspective.” I knew it’d been ridiculous to blow my entire paycheck on a black-market time-jump, especially considering unauthorized time travel was a level 2 offense, punishable by up to 20 years. Even a small jump like this (which only allowed you to go about a week maximum into the future or past and which pulled you back automatically after about 6 hours) was a serious offense. Loads of people had gotten into real trouble, not just with …