“You must be led beyond what you think you can take, what youthink you can face, or you will never know your true capabilities,” Janebreathed hotl... to me. Her voice was somewhat muffled by her tonguetrying to feed in me even as she spoke. “Unnnh, yes,” I answered, my mouth wide to accpet herintrusions. Her fingers made my hips buck. “See? I’m peeing right now! Here comes a little *more* pee!”Katie declared from below. “Damn girl! What are you doing peeing on my. Things look good now, but one bad race can really screw you. Look what happened to Wallace. He was 26 points behind and now he’s 119 points back. One race.”“He’ll do it, Tiger,” Jessica said.“And this comes from your depth of racing knowledge, Doctor Adams?” I teased.“No, from his promise to Stephie.”She had a point. A very good point.September 12, 1988, Chicago, Illinois“Jessica and I would love to come to dinner,” I told Jacquelyn after our run.“Great! I know you go to karate every night, so. She leaned back, enjoying the pleasure feeling herself build up to a climax. He leaned forward slurping and licking her juice up. She started trembling as his tongue worked over her clit, toying with the small pleasure buttons, making her shake and writhe in the process. With one more lap she was over the edge and rising to the heavens, feeling pure bliss as she worked around her hips, dry humming her face. As she finished her climax she felt something brush her lips and opened expecting. ” “That’s great.”“What was it?” she asked again.“What?”“That made you laugh?”He smiled coyly again. “Perhaps I’ll tell you about it some time.”“How about tonight?” Heather asked, surprising herself that she’d taken the plunge at such a narrow opening.He smiled again. “That would be lovely. I get off at 8:00.”Kevin arrived at Heather’s hotel at around 8:30. She let him in and they kissed each other on the cheek. She was warm, fresh from the bath she’d promised herself, the terry of the plush.