...........Tapp......, tapp......, tapp......, tapp......, tapp..................So ein lockerer Lauf ist doch immer wieder angenehm.Ich sp?re jetzt M...skeln, die ich als Mensch nie benutzt habe.Hi, hi, hi.............War eben ein Bewegungsmuffel.Das lockere Laufen macht mir Spass.Ich staune nur, so wenig kann mir jetzt Freude bereiten.Komisch, immer wieder fallen mir kleine Begebenheiten aus meinem fr?heren Leben ein, nie mein komplettes fr?heres Leben.Aber es fehlt so vieles vom meinem alten. Men were such stubborn fools, sometimes.“Yet your God has allowed you to be saved by me. I wonder why that is?”He frowned.“I am grateful for you saving me, but if you are a witch, I must leave you at once.”“Must you? What is your name, strange man who does not want to be healed?”Now he looked almost ashamed.“I – I’m sorry. I cannot tell you that.”“Well, I will tell you this, man with no name. I carried you here, and I have healed your wounds. You are still weak, but your strength will return in. When, over coffee, she loudly requested that he take her home and screw her, he agreed and hustled her out as she laughed wildly. He loaded her in her car, then went around and climbed in the driver’s seat.Terry’s car was an eight-year-old Lincoln Town Car that she had purchased through her job. A legal secretary, her firm had handled an estate auction for what turned out to be a real life little old lady who only drove her car to church. Eight years old and immaculately maintained, the vehicle. AM I NUTS? I think he WOULD be major cute though.*Wednesday became Thursday and then Friday and the weekend was upon us again and all the while, we had been enjoying Mom's gift of music. I just LOVED these tunes and by Saturday had played all 15 over three times around including continuous loop overnight. After chores, I went up and cleaned myself up and put on some fresh panties and fixed my hair. I'd shaved my legs and pits and did my nails and hair by the time everyone was ready for our.