Could I have outdueled Troy Ward for the win tonight? We’d never know. We had opted to start in the back.And maybe that was OK. Maybe I needed this ...ight of experience to see what we could do next week. Maybe this was OK after all. I rolled through one and two, and saw grandpa still standing in his spot and clapping for me.It was the first time I got a little choked up instead of just surprised at how well I’d just raced. It’s odd to admit, but it was sort of easy. The car was badass fast and. ...............................Polly's parents looked pretty dreadful and it wasn't hard to see theyhadn't slept much. Polly's mother, Liz Winters, was very much an olderversion of her daughter same oval face and eyes. Polly had a 12yr oldsister, Dawn, and she took for her father John more than Polly did. Herhair a lighter shade, and she had her father's cheekbones. Dawn wasstaying with grandparents but I met John and Liz at the hospital alongwith Minerva. John frowned."I'm not sure how. Breaking the kiss I turn to descend the steps, but you take me by the hand, replying in a deep, throaty voice ìYes, a very good nightî and you turn the key in the lock, leading me across the threshold and into your home, at the same time crossing a threshold of a more sensual kind, your mind acquiescing to your bodies need.You close the door behind us, maintaining your light grip on my hand, and lead me through your foyer and across your living room, approaching the staircase. "All right. Fuck me."He took two steps and opened his nightstand drawer. Extracting a condom, he handed it to her. "Put it on."She sat up and licked around the crown of his shaft while she tore the package. Leaning back, she expertly rolled the sheath down over his hard-on, the results of another illustrated article she'd read on the Internet."Why now?" she asked."Why not?" We did make promises." She reclined on the bed, returning to her previous posture.He kneeled between her splayed legs. "I.