due to time travel shenanigans, you arrive in 1879 London. You see a woman nearby bing harassed by a nobleman. You go over and shoo them away. The woman has huge breasts, long brown hair, sun-kissed skin, a wonderfully curvy and soft body, and a very calm and gentle expression. The woman bows politely, speaking in a British accent, thank you sir, are you a time traveler, perchance? I myself used to be one until…well, until I became a mother. Those brutes were uncouth and quite rude, thank you.