They miss the sound of thunder created when their horses race across the plains in the cool air of early morning. There is nothing like the sight of a...hundred horses running. It makes the heart beat and the spirit soar," Gregor said remembering scenes from his youth. With a sigh, he said, "I miss it more than most of them. It has been too long since I've been home." What do you expect to find when you return home?" Sid asked."I went on my journey to gain experiences that would enable me to. Each squadron of chariots had one hundred charioteers, three hundred infantry men and one hundred archers. Five squadrons of chariots made up a pedjet. There were five pedjets in a division. The composition of a division had proven its worth for over three hundred years.The warrior priests of the Cult of Amun-Ra numbered a few more than one hundred. There were thirty war chariots with crews of three. And ten chariots crewed by healers. The healer chariots were an early form of battlefield. She released his member with a pop, a sagging strand of who-knows-what linking his glistening glans to her lips. She wiped it away, grinning down at him as he lay on the bed, beads of sweat coating his flushed skin.“Perk up, Jamie,” she said as she stood up straight. “You owe me.”He propped himself up on his elbows, his head still spinning, watching as Liz began to remove her clothes. She shrugged off her jacket, placing it on the back of a nearby chair with more respect than she had afforded. Yes, that sounds paranoid, but in this day and age… Since I couldn’t figure it out, I just decided to ignore it until she decided to explain herself. I only had to wait until the next day’s class for the answer. Everything about class was as it had been for a few days now. Dana wore a very short skirt that day with a light blue peasant shirt that again allowed me to see her boobs when she bent over. The skirt allowed me an unobstructed view of her hairless pussy when she spread her knees, and.