What they do not know (and does the King’s daughter know it?), is that the King hadn’t been able to draw this bow, either — he had it made and s...rung for this purpose, heavy, sturdy, from the hardest and most unbendable wood, so that no mortal can draw it.So, men come, young men, old men, men in the prime of their years, and the King’s daughter watches, as they try, and fail, and die.Then comes the girl.Everybody had assumed that only men could apply, but, nowhere had this actually been said,. She was blushing again as she got dressed. Chapter 3I happened to be driving through a part of town I rarely went and noticed a boxing gym. It was only open nights so I came back later that evening and went inside to check it out. There were a few people in the gym working out with heavy bags and the weights in the corner. The gym was old and had a musty smell but I liked the atmosphere immediately. Along the wall were dusty framed pictures of a heavy weight fighter delivering knockout punches. I was about to duck into a closet to get a better view when I was stopped short by a deep gasp from Ana, followed by several short breaths. I opened again the closet; an eye line straight to the fireman's bed, where Ana was laid out on her back, legs splayed in the air, dress in a heap on the floor. The fireman was also naked, and appeared to be using a hand towel to wipe his cum from my wife's drenched pussy and thighs. She was even enjoying this, the cleaning, and I saw her grab his hand and. Leave me alone, Goddamnit. Leave me alone!"Her hand shaking, Gwen turned the light off and waited for him to continue his pacing. She felt the bed sag and his hand press against her leg. He was mumbling something she couldn't understand as he crawled up on top of her and mashed his mouth against hers, roughly grating his teeth against her lip and yanking her to him. She went limp in his arms, feeling like a stranger as his mouth gnawed at her neck and his hands pushed away the covers.He grabbed.