When I woke at 6AM, I found that I felt clumsy. Not a lot, and not slightly, just clumsy. I started my walk with the war club. It kept me more stable ...han anything else would have. I got beside the convenience store before I had to stop and toss my cookies in the grass by the parking lot. I was glad that miss Saigon tea didn’t see me. She might have made me clean it up. That would have guaranteed that I did it again, since I still felt wobbly.I didn’t go inside the store. I just turned and. I reached up and touched the material of the roof, it was a kind of vinyl sort of material. It felt weird to push against the roof of a car and feel it move. Dan showed me a little lever I had to click to lock the front of the roof to the windscreen. Then he pressed another button and the side windows wound up with a little hum. Awesome! In a couple of minutes, we’d gone from sitting in a car with no roof to sitting inside a fairly normal sort of car. Except it was still a sports car and it. "What of my kingdom, and the crown that you have stolen from me?" Stolen? That is a harsh word, little brother. I stole nothing that you had not already lost, with your oppressions, your intrigues, your petty wenching." He laughed, but it was a bitter sound. "I am king now! And a far better king than you would ever have been, however long you had reigned. To my people in your army I say stay! To Nurm and his people I say go or stay. Win or lose here, they have the freedom of this land, to. He spread her knees wide open and stepped back to enjoy the sight. God, she was sexy, lying there with her long hair spilled like a golden waterfall down the sides of the table. Her full breasts rose and fell with each breath; her stomach was corded with muscle from regular workouts. Between her slender thighs was a small thatch of curly white-blond hair. Lincoln could see that she was somewhat damp, and knew if he were to try, his cock would slip in between those very ready lips with.