.. The other runner heard me coming at him, heard my feet hitting the ground, heard my gasping breath sucking in oxygen, probably heard the loud thump...ng, pounding of my overworked heart.Slap, slap, slap... I caught him! Good golly Miss Molly, I caught him! Now, can I pass him up?The finish tape loomed larger. A few more strides would do it, and then I could rest.The other runner didn't rest; he did what I didn't do. He reached way down deep inside him and pulled up a little extra something and. Robin goes to her room and changes into her panther-print bikini. After a few minutes of sexual implicit posesI notice her hardened nipples. I move over to her and stand behind her. Robin leans backwards against me as I cup her breast, she sighs deeply as I tweak her nipples. I pull the top up over her head and caress her bare breast for a short while. Robin poses topless for me and after a couple of pictures I join her on the couch. I imprudently slide my hand over her twat and rub the fabric. "The two girls giggled."So what's the plan?" She's supposed to go out with him on Saturday." On a date?" Well, not really. They're going with his mommy to some backyard cook out.He needs princess Megan to hold his hand." How typical." I know. Isn't it pathetic. The wuss can't even take her on a proper date.Anyway, about the time she gets home, I'm going to send out the email." You've got this all planned." The most hilarious part is that she won't even know about it until herfriends start. They still make entirely suitable modern ones from vintage patterns, but in keeping with my rituals to the Green Fairy, I prefer the original antique ones the best.With the lamp lit, it was now officially l’heure verte, the green hour had begun!I was about to begin the ritual to prepare my first glass of refreshment when the doorbell rang and my evening plans were interrupted and delayed, but not entirely abandoned.“Hi Simon,” the cheerful tall red-haired woman outside cheerfully chirped with.