He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly, he thought, "What am I doing? I'm too old for this!" and pulled over to await the trooper's ar...ival.Pulling in behind him, the trooper got out of his vehicle and walked up to the Corvette. He looked at his watch, then said, "Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a new reason for speeding -- a reason I've never before heard -- I'll let you go."The old gentleman paused then said: "Three years ago, my wife ran. Nothing happened. There was no warmth, no ecstasy, no magictransformation. The Girl was gone. A single, large tearformed in corner of her right eye, overflowed, trickleddown her cheek. She - he wasn't a girl. He was just a dumbkid in a dress, pretending to be a lady.They had broken him down, taken everything off him, reducedhim to nothing. A real man wouldn't have let them do it; asFranky had said, real men don't cry. He closed his eyes,and for one terrible moment, he could feel the. And their wives, of course. The Glass girls, some called them: Mindy Glass and her daughters, lovely Korean girls. I could certainly see the appeal of them to Austin, to the point that he married them all, made them his brides. Well, with Schumacher Syndrome as he now had, he could take even more women ... and even some men if he so chose.“Welcome to Roanoke, my friend and mentor,” Austin greeted me with considerable aplomb, despite the daunting challenge of preparing the defenses.“We were a. And waited. I stood at the foot of the stairs and the complete silence seemed to go on forever, then suddenly I heard the sound of her bed creak as the two of them getting into it tested its strength. I slowly crept up the stairs, knowing that their lust would make it unlikely they would hear me. But by the time I got to the top, all was quiet again. I just knew he'd now got her knickers off - the prize that I thought would be mine - and was probably busy nuzzling into her wet pussy lips. I.