? The run had been simply exhilarating.? Big Boy had answered her spurs promptly andthundered down the hard packed sand along the ocean?s edge.? His s...rapping thighs rose and fell tirelesslylike the indefatigable pistons of a smoothly running engine.? His long, steady strides simply devoureddistance.? He responded to the touch ofher crop with yet more speed.? It wasenough to take one?s breath away.? Thewind had blown her sun hat back and it hung around her neck precariously by itstie. Her thick. Well, with our help... Then I saw that calculating look in her eyes. I almost peeked but stopped myself just in time. I had learned that I liked it better when I let her surprise me. She was clearly deciding whether or not now was the time to bring it up, whatever it was.“My Lord?” she began, a somewhat hesitant start to what was would clearly be long, maybe even contentious, conversation.I nodded; she continued, “I just wanted to know if you’ve given some thought to my other, um, idea.”“Giving. She is kind of open minded and warm hearted but sometimes she seems to be so masterful. I met her while chatting on web space; she works at home and operates her own personal web journal. We got very friendly chatting, then she gave me her phone number and once I called her, she invited me at her place. So, having put on my best clothing, I made my way to her mansion. I was turned on, this meeting, or dating, as I expected, was supposed to open a new page in my life. This mansion was very. She blinked and squeezed her eyes shut as the dull pain in her stomach grew. “Mon amour…?” DeadShot bolted up from his light sleep. “What’s wrong?” “I think ‘m in labor…” Cloud looked up at him, her eyes searching for something to distract her from the pain that she knew would grow worse. “Shit.” She placed her hand on her stomach at her husband’s words and sat up, wincing as she did so. It didn’t take DeadShot long to quickly pull his clothes on and he moved to her side of the bed, helping.