And I bet I could still run a sexual marathon, he mused, as his sluggish feet dragged him along the sidewalk.The thought, of course, filled his mind ...ith images of Kathryn. Not that it was ever entirely free of her, but there were certain moods, situations, and moments that made him unable to focus on anything else. He occasionally experienced mld arousal while revisiting his memories, but — at least so far — he felt no need for sexual release. I guess Wendy didn’t need to buy those two boxes. “What do you have in mind?” “I have a club that I use to check the tires. I keep it right here.” He pulled out the club which was resting next to his seat. Placing the club on his lap, he nonchalantly returned his hand to her thigh resting it closer than ever to her skirt hem. “If your boyfriend wakes up, we’ll pretend that I used the club to threaten you.” “Mmm.” She was getting wetter by the minute as she considered Willie’s plan. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach. She wanted this. Their strong legs were stretched below them - almost as if they were about to pluck a fish from a lake. Instead of fish, it was the archers that their wicked talons sank into.Forty archers and forty eagles! It was a miracle (or an intervention by The Mother) that none of the eagles missed their mark, but it was a fact that all forty of the archers were plucked up from the field in which they ran. Soon the eagles had them back on our side of the river and they dropped the archers to safe. His only ambition was to play professional football and that was no longer a viable option. We talked about my career, my time in the army, my time in Civil Service, my travels around the world, and my marriages that went bad after to few years. I told her about the love of my life, my last wife, and her death at the hands of a drunken sailor in Italy. The only thing that I found pleasure in was my programming. Even that working for a company that took all of my ideas and paid me nothing for.