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"On September 13th, 1891, the sailing ship 'The Elizabeth Downes' was wrecked off the coast of North Africa during a strange and sudden storm. There were several survivors who escaped in the ships longboat and made it to landfall. The survivors slowly began to realise that maybe, they were no longer in Victorian times. Jericho Tibbs and his team are on the scene because a passenger off the ill-fated ship wasn't even supposed to be on board and is a VERY important historical figure; the Timeline could now be under serious threat. Alex finds that the prince certainly has on open mind about sex and so does the crew!"
Concept date: 1st August 2019
First published: Unavailable
Status: IN DEVELOPMENT & UNPUBLISHED.
Revisions: 0 [Last revised unknown]
Version: Working draft copy.
Published Episode No. 00
Previous episode: NONE.
Next episode: NONE.
Angel-in-charge: Peter
Team Assigned: Team 74
Mission: 0 - 399128 - 8 – 1891
This story originally appeared on the author's original website called: 'The amazing adventures of Jericho Tibbs!' and was transferred to the new site: 'The Temporal Detectives' in due course. That 'legacy' site is still available but receives no updates or new material.
This episode contains a very important historical figure; Prince Albert Victor, Duke of Clarence and Avondale (1864 - 1892) and you should be reminded of the 'DISCLAIMER' on the HOME PAGE of this site regarding such interactions appearing in the stories!
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THIS EPISODE MAY CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING WARNINGS:SMOKING - ALCOHOL USE - VIOLENCE [INCLUDING SEXUAL VIOLENCE & BDSM] - STRONG LANGUAGE - GRAPHIC HARD SEX REFERENCES INCLUDING PROSTITUTION AND DIVERSE SEXUAL PRACTISES - DRUG REFERENCES - ANTI-RELIGIOUS SENTIMENTS AND OPINIONS - HUMAN TRAFFICKING - COMMENTS AND BEHAVIOUR THAT MAY OFFEND SOME PEOPLE BUT WERE CONSIDERED 'NORMAL' IN THE TIME PERIOD. |
IF YOU ARE BELIEVE YOU MAY BE OFFENDED BY ANYTHING CONTAINED IN THIS WRITTEN WORK, THEN DON'T READ IT AND CLOSE THE PAGE! CAUTION: “THIS EPISODE COULD CONTAIN VERY STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE [including sexual violence] HORROR AND GRAPHIC, STRONG SEXUAL REFERENCES. RECOMMENDED suitable for persons aged 18+ years only.”  |
Jericho and Divij
walked in front with Alex and Owen just behind quietly talking with each other.
A police ‘Panda’ car slowed, and the two constables smiled at Alex and said something
to each other, and both smiled. Alex threw them a sideways glance and the slowly
looked around the busy London street and gripped her shoulder bag. “Owen, is it
me, or is there something strange about all this? I mean we’ve jumped from the
same year [1974] so we’re dressed for the period yet look about.” [See episode ‘Alexandra's back to the future experience’.]
Owen finished scoffing his ‘Mars’ bar and stared about, then slowly nodded in agreement.
“Why are most of the women wearing black collars with – apparently – their family
name on? I don’t recall that fashion for this year, and as you say, we just jumped
from there.”
Alex stopped at a shop window and gestured to the poster in the window: it was a young woman in nothing but a pair of bright red panties holding a bloody saucepot of the same colour, declaring all a woman wants for Christmas is a new saucepan set! “I don’t remember advertisements like that on shop fronts, they were normally reserved for ‘Men’s’ magazines. The 1970’s were bloody sexist, but I don’t think they had dropped to that level!” Owen agreed and then pointed out the shop display opposite, “Well, that won’t make you happy.”
Alex turned and stared – a little amazed and slightly horrified – that two young girls were parading around in just panties and clinging T-shirts, handing out flyers about a launderette! That’s when they both saw the General Election poster and Owen called Jericho and Divij back. The little group stood reading that Prime Minister Edward Heath had used his win to outlaw strikes in essential industries. Jericho rubbed his chin and looked a little puzzled, “Unless I’ve gone a little nuts, didn’t Labour win the election this year?” Divij tapped his arm, pushing his mirror back into his pocket, “Our hotel is just around the corner, let’s get there and check out the TV. That’s bound to cover a proclamation like this.” Everyone agreed with that and headed for Victoria Street and the Victoria Hotel.
It was quite plush and very well maintained and the male receptionist was pleasant and helpful, his badge said his name was ‘Frank’. He handed out the keys and with a big smile and told Jericho that if they needed another lady’s company, the hotel employed two women who would provide personal services and they could just put it on the bill! Jericho managed a smile and took the keys, saying ‘No thanks’ and they headed for their rooms, frankly a little shocked that such a famous and old established hotel had such a service and offered it openly!
As they ascended in the elevator Divij said quietly, “I think something is really wrong here. 1974 appears to have changed and changed drastically.” Jericho nodded, “We need to consult our mirrors. The timeline has changed, but to what extent?”
They dumped their bags in their rooms and gathered in Jericho’s with Owen switching on the big TV as Jericho and Divij consulted their mirrors. “Oh great, snooker is on the set.” Owen announced and then said quietly, “You had better come and watch this.” He turned up the sound. Alex stood – hands on hips – and shook her head in disbelief at what she was watching. Everything looked normal with one man playing the table and the other sitting down. The referee stood behind him, but it was the young woman that caught everyone’s eye. She was wearing a black collar with the name ‘Johnson’ on, a neat blue jacket and black shoes. The only other items of clothing she was wearing was her panties which had a triangle on them - containing snooker balls - black stockings and frilly suspenders and matching black high heels! The young woman had a magnificent pair of breasts with big dark nipples that had small silver triangles hanging from them. All she appeared to do was replace the balls on the table, bending well over the table and receiving applause and some cheers, doing so. The commentator announced that this afternoon’s ‘Ball-Girl’ was “Julia” and promptly gave her measurements and that she was – unbelievably [his words!] – still unmarried, but expected that 'problem' would soon be sorted since men could see what she offered.
[Note: Prince Albert Victor, Duke of Clarence and Avondale (Albert Victor Christian Edward; 8 January 1864 – 14 January 1892) in the original timeline.]
Divij coughed, “It appears that women now do not even have the vote. The Suffragette movement either died out or was crushed. With no First World war to promote their cause for equality with men, it clearly floundered. It also appears there was some sort of sexual revolution in the 1960’s but nothing like the original with women’s liberation and sexual freedoms. Just simple exploitation of women for sexual purposes. They now have few career options, the only major one is marriage and the production of children!” Alex eased into a chair and shook her head, “You mean we are just sex objects for fucking men?” Divij didn’t smile and nodded, “Quite so Alex. Only married women can access contraception by law and there is no social security provided for unmarried, single mothers. So a woman who has a baby out of wedlock is in very dire financial straights unless their family supports them. Just like before, in Victorian and Edwardian ages, they received no assistance from the state whatsoever.”
“It appears that the timeline started to change from 1891 and that’s our new mission: find out what the fuck happened in that year and change it back! Pretty simple and the first thing we need to discover is what the hell happened to prince Eddy in that year.” Jericho said and lowered his mirror, adding “We’ve only witnessed some minor changes so far, but the Senior Time Controller informs me that the changes further down this altered timeline are even more drastic. The old European Empires still exist with Emperor Alexander V ruling Russia, Kaiser Fredrick William III presides over Germany, and this is the best bit, France is in it’s Third Empire under Napoleon V. It appears that the Presidents of the USA remain unchanged with Gerald Ford becoming president after the death of President Nixon that year. There was no ‘Watergate’ apparently and he died in office of pneumonia. There was no ‘Cuban Missile Crisis’ and Kennedy was assassinated in 1963 as in the original timeline. But the social changes have been enormous with women being the greatest losers.” Jericho sighed and told Owen to pass around the brandy from the room’s mini bar.
“You can bloody say
that again. It’s like the bloody Victorian times except women are even more
sexually exploited with marriage the only protection they can gain, and we all
know that’s no bloody protection for some.” Alex said, folding her arms, now a
little calmer. “We really need to get the timeline back on track and bloody
quickly too.” She added, accepting a welcome glass from Owen who nodded, “Apparently
there was no law passed legalizing Homosexuality, here and now, you can get ten
years in prison for such acts, even in private between two consenting adults.
According to my mirror, there were some protests in the late 60’s which were
crushed quite brutally with really harsh prison sentences bestowed on the
protesters and the vast majority of the public supported the bloody government!”
Jericho sipped his drink, “I think we need to act and act quickly as Alex said, so it’s back to 1891 and ensure that prince Eddy meets his fate as ordained. Somehow his survival prevented the First World War, which we know, was the catalyst for changes across the world and civilisation. Everything points to that simple change as the start of this new world nightmare.” Owen tapped his mirror, “Jericho, I just been reading prince Eddy’s Human Record and the new version says that the prince was not seen around the Royal court or reported on for almost two weeks in 1891. He appears have vanished from sight and when he returned, it’s reported frequently that his character was far more acceptable to the royal family, politicians and the British public. Something happened in September that year and he was a changed man and wasn’t even in Britain in 1892 when the pneumonia epidemic struck that should have killed him. He avoided that by being on a royal tour of India. Something – again – that wasn’t in the original timeline. Also he appears to now have a really good relationship with his cousin, Kaiser William II and they corresponded frequently with the Kaiser attending his wedding in 1892 and the couple spending their bloody honeymoon there! It appears they become good friends, really close it seems.”
2. ‘THE CLARENCE PUBLIC HOUSE’ LONDON Wednesday 9th September 1891. [7pm]
The young navel officer eased back in his chair and really smiled at Alex [as usual, looking absolutely stunning in her late Victorian costume] “Old Doc Silas [Inspector of Team 13] said you were gorgeous, a real beauty and as usual he didn’t exaggerate! You madam, could easily rival Venus herself and it’s a privilege to meet you…and your friends of course.” Everyone chuckled at his compliment, well, except Divij of course, and Alex accepted it with a small smile and a little, softly spoken ‘thank you.’
Jericho leaned forward, dropping his voice, “What have you got for us Tom?” [Lt. Thomas Horatio Twizzle was a ‘Human’ agent of Temporal Inspector Silas Underhill for this time and place and currently he was attached as an ‘Equerry’ to Buckingham Palace.] He also leaned forward and placed his brandy glass down, “He’s not been seen for several days and apparently his Valet and Personal servants haven’t heard from him. There’s something going on because the Queen and his father [Edward, prince of Wales, future King Edward VII 1901 – 1910] have received the Commissioner of Police and the Home secretary three times this week already. Not to mention that the prime Minister has dropped by twice. Whilst he’s servants are tight lipped about it, one of his police bodyguards is not. I had a few drinks with the man in a notorious pub in the east end, by the docks. I went in disguise because it’s the haunt of pimps, villains and prostitutes.” He chuckled and added, “And several notable politicians and nobles of the empire!”
Tom sipped his brandy and smiled, “I managed to get some details out of the unscrupulous man, in that, they are catching a ship from London Docks tomorrow night to Abidjan on the Ivory Coast [it became a French Colony in 1893] it’s apparently carrying some engineering equipment for the water industry there and will return with exotic produce. It’s a cargo boat, but also carries about twenty passengers and the captain doesn’t ask any questions about his passengers if the money is right. Jack the flipping Ripper could get passage with no questions asked!”
Jericho rolled his brandy glass about in his hands and thought for a minute or so, “We need to find out the name of that ship and try and book passage, see what’s really going on here. Alex, take Owen and tomorrow morning – early – see if you can find out which ship is leaving for Sweden on Thursday’s evening tide. I’m sure the captain will be more than happy to accept late booking passengers who pay in good cold cash.” Alex nodded and sipped her brandy realizing that young Thomas was a very charming handsome young man who most women would find very attractive. She sighed and told Owen they would hit the dockyard office when it first opened at nine o’clock in the morning.
Alex sat up and stared at the big man, he had been in his hammock in just his underwear too, and it was also quite transparent now. He had a massive erection from seeing Alex’s obvious charms. She slowly nodded and pulled off her bodice and drawers without hesitation, much to the big mans delight. He slowly rolled down his underpants and threw them onto a nearby bush, watching Alex bending over another bush, carefully hanging out her wet underwear. “We’ll need to keep warm madam.” He said quietly, not taking his eyes off that incredible peach shaped arse that wiggled up and down in front of him. Alex turned and smiled, not taking her eyes off that magnificent erection he was gripping with both hands. “I think your right, we’ll have to cuddle up to keep warm.”
The big man couldn’t restrain a huge smile and nodded vigorously. Alex lay back on the sand and gestured for him to join her. He didn’t need such an invitation in writing! He quickly joined her on the sand and the pair embraced with Alex’s eager hands taking possession of that incredible cock. He was a big rough man of few words and social graces, but he certainly knew when a woman needed fucking. Alex was a little disappointed that he didn’t bother with kissing or any kind of real foreplay, but then she was to discover they didn’t need it.
He
mounted her with some urgency and without saying a word. She held her legs open
and gasped, he filled her fully and didn’t delay in fucking her hard, fast and
deep. She groaned loudly and took a couple of breaths as she felt every inch of
his cock thrusting inside of her. His mouth and hands were all over her tits
despite the sand covering and she felt her arse slapping against the soft damp
sand as he fucked her relentlessly and with real skill. She gripped his big
shoulders and held on tight.
Her
first orgasm came really quick and even surprised her a little. She cussed and
moaned, pulling him closer, actually digging her nails into his shoulders which
he didn’t object too. He pounded her into the sand with every deep, fast thrust
of his hips and backside. Alex would have sworn that she could feel his cock at
the bottom of her throat!
The pair, cussing and groaning in real ecstasy, rolled about in the damp sand fucking like desperate animals at the start of spring. Soon Alex was on top, riding him like a Grand National winner just yards from the finish line. He gripped her big swinging tits and shouted encouragement – not that Alex needed any – a huge orgasm was building, and it wouldn’t stop for anything. She threw back her head and slapped a hand over her mouth as it flooded out and her whole body shook with pleasure and relief. She collapsed on her lover, and he rolled her over and continued to fuck her with some passion and determination. She kept her hand firmly gripped over her mouth to stifle the screams – sound would carry on the beach like waves – and she didn’t want the pair interrupted by bloody rescuers!
He had her legs pushed right back and Alex had tears in her eyes as another monster orgasm racked her body and then – with some relief – she felt the big man cum in her. Her moist eyes widened as she felt the load flooding into already filled cunt. She shook and groaned with sheer delight and lust. He panted and wiped sand from his happy face, lying on her, propped up on his elbows. He ran a rough big hand gently over her face and took a breath. “I hope you enjoyed that madam and are now, a little bit warmer.”
Alex managed to nod a couple of times and took several deep breaths as her hands now gripped his shoulders. “Yes…Yes, I’m a lot warmer now, thank you.” She whispered and the pair chuckled. He took hold of her right tit and wiped sand from it before his mouth covered her big erect nipple. “Oh sweet Jesus.” She managed to mutter as she felt his cock moving inside of her; he was bloody erecting again!
Without another word said, his pushed up her still trembling legs and started to fuck her again. Alex laid back in the sand and groaned loudly, she now knew why all the ladies loved a bloody sailor!
Alex gripped the big man’s shoulders and tossed back her head as he pumped her hard and fast – again. That’s when she saw young Roger the cabin boy sitting on the edge of the dunes that surrounded the pair. The sailor just grinned and didn’t stop fucking. Alex smiled at the boy who was jerking his cock with some vigour and the size surprised Alex more than the lad watching them. The sailor grunted and panted a little, “Can you be generous to the lad madam? He’s never had a woman.” The big man chuckled and waved the lad over when Alex nodded her head with some vigour. ‘Oh fuck! Why not!’ Alex thought as the lad scrambled across the dunes on all fours with a huge smile on his excited face, his big erection slapping against his thighs.
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