" You don't have an explanation for that do you, Charlie?" she paused for a moment. "You've been running since your first wife was killed. When are yo... going to stop running?" What exactly are you accusing me of, Katrina?" You are scared ... Of what? That I will betray you, or that'll I might actually stay and love you?" I'm a warrior..." And they don't get scared. That's bullshit. Underneath every warrior is a man or woman, who does get scared but acts anyway. I think you are just hiding. This is first time I am submitting my story on ISS. The story starts with my school days when I was in my 9th class. I was studying in a convent school in ujjain. I with my friends were very eager to know about sex as I was only 15 then. My body parts were getting in good shape as I was indulged into sports and other physical activities. My dick was growing larger and pubic hairs were in place with good density.I started doing shave my beard. That was the age one would always cherish. Well, our. Of course, it was only one more small step to the realization that she would have to turn against the Program, her own baby, in order to protect the President.Summer did not have to wade through as many layers as she expected to get the President on the phone, in the midst of a formal reception. By the time she had formulated what she needed to say, she did not have to fake the quaver in her voice and the sniffles that interrupted her speech."Mr. President, I fear that Jason Pritchard has. You are so beautiful, lying there, and I want you so badly. I have wanted you for so long. Don't push me away." He moved forward again, kissing me, trying to hold me. "But what about my sister? Your wife? You can't ignore her, we can't, can we?" "Hush," he replied, "Right now only you and I are in this room. No one else. Let us take this moment for ourselves." I pushed him away and he rolled over onto his back--and his cock stood upright from his body. It was rigid already. I slapped at it,.