Her goal for today was reasoned, carefully rational, the specific goal of her training regime -- to do the 26.2 miles without stopping, and hold an 8 ...inute pace, thereby finishing in just under three hours thirty minutes. A whole two seconds under, but UNDER. Carrie's long-term goal was more extreme. Wheels in top shape could beat almost any runner -- in fact, good wheels both male and female routinely beat the men's world record for the marathon. She wasn't that good -- "Not YET!" As always. This happiness would come at the expense of any other relationship they had since formed in their lives, no matter how stable.It had saddened Tom that he could not pursue a relationship with one of these women. They were unable to give him the one thing he needed: Their real love. He was down to his thirtieth and last chance to find the love he needed to replace the one that had wrongly been taken for him. The aliens responsible for his tragedy had given him this power, but the caveat only. I kissed her and made her spread her legs, to give me access to her.If you've ever had a young lady shave herself for you, then you know where of I speak, otherwise you're going to have to take my word for it. The skin in that area, freshly shaven, is the softest smoothest feeling. I'll never get enough of it. I told her how excellent her shaving job was (and it was very good, for a first time). I told her how turned on and pleased I was and, in general, I spent at least a full minute telling. The crowd had been asking for an audience with unusual insistence, almost in a frenzy. From guard to the captain, from the captain to a counsellor and from a counsellor to the King, the word had spread in the castle that the people were begging their sovereign to hear their plea: there was a witch in town!So the King and his Queen finally stepped out on the low balcony, from where they could see and hear each and every people that came to the castle that day. The crowd was dense, but at the.