The arrow moved to fast to follow with my eyes, but less than a second after it was released, it thudded dead center into the target.“Now you try.�...He handed me the other bow, Romulus’ bow, and an arrow. I struggled a little bit getting the bow strung. I nocked an arrow and started to raise the bow to fire, but he grabbed my arm and stopped me.“No, Jess, that won’t work. You’re going to hurt yourself and probably ruin a perfectly good arrow in the process.”We started from the very beginning,. .. returning to their normal pale complexion.I gently stroked her luscious red hair ... it made me quiver to think its perfect length existed due to my desire ... for my pleasure.Mustn't think like that ... tonight is a night where we are girlfriend and boyfriend ... not Master and slave I couldn't get too caught up in the role play ... because that's all it is ... role play.I had made that promise to myself.Her eyes fluttered ... she looked so helpless lying in my lap. Like a fragile bird .... The incumbent had died of an unexplained malady; Bobby had given his eulogy. Endorsements from all of the major political blocks had been received; payoffs, blackmail, and a few "accidents" had made sure of this. His bank accounts were well stocked. The list of people who owed him favors was full of people with the right sort of connections."Nothing stands in my way," he thought with a smile.The meeting ended as Bobby congratulated each staff member for their work, reminding them all that they. Our boobs touched but didn't press together. My neck felt her breath hitting it like a ton of bricks. As every passing minute came by, her smile developed until I had her cheesing at me. As the 'L' word had been broken out, my one night stand seemed to be turning into something much more. "Holy shit, Kirsten, I fucking love you too. Now make me cum on your hand too," I pleaded to her. Such great emotional, and physical feelings had never came upon me before, so I found myself loving it, whether.