Leo had recognised them as a pair he sold Vanessa a few months ago. She took them out of their case and handed them to him. She sat back down, and Leo...pulled off the stilettos. She slipped on the sandals and Leo did up the buckles.“You want to finish what you started, don’t you?” she said smiling.He ran his hand along her ankles. Then he lightly kissed the exposed flesh of her foot. His hand glided over her skin and the leather straps running across her feet. He planted kisses on her toes. Then. That was the lifetime during which her memories of their previous victories and defeats began to emerge.In Greece, he was named Miltiades, and she Hegesipyle - as Strategos, he defeated the Persians at Marathon, but died in prison, disgraced.He was praefectus castrorum under Julius Caesar when their legion crossed the Rubicon. He had persuaded her that it was Caesar who controlled Rome's destiny, and it was Caesar to whom their loyalties should lie. Their lives ended violently, shortly after. Finding it, I slid my thumb in. It was still a little stretched from our last encounter but it kinda tightened up again. I knew now, I had fully got her turned on because she stopped responding to Taylor except for short answers like Yes and Mhmm. I did this for a few minutes and then I slid off my boxers. My 7 inch cock throbbing, I went straight for her asshole. I pulled her off the bed and had her lean over it on all fours, her knees on the ground and her hands on the bed. I was so turned. It had to be close. It had to be! He’d thought they would have reached it by now, before the storm even began. But his memory was hazy, and it was difficult to judge their exact position on the mountain when the weather or the condition of the trail slowed them so often. They had to find it, or they were lost. Much longer and they’d start to lose fingers and toes, ears and nose to frostbite. Soon after that, it wouldn’t matter, because they’d be dead. Rael plowed forward, refusing to give in to.