This had been my fantasy for a few years now. I guess there were times when I wouldn’t admit it, but deep down it was there all along. He kept up a...slow rhythm. It brought a tear to my eye to think he was being gentle, just for me. My trembling hands went over his shoulders and I cuddled him like that. He started whispering to me, things like how sexy and sweet I was. He told me he would remember this day forever, and this was so special to him, and how lucky he was. I guess some men say that. " the chief said."Speaking of which," one of the cops asked. "What kind of gas mileage does that bike get?" The forums all say these bikes get 100mpg, but that's bull. In this area with my fat ass, it gets about 85mpg. Some of those hybrid cars do better than that." I said."But they can't be anywhere near as much fun." one of the cops said."What the hell are you guys talking about?" the chief asked."They are talking about my motorbike," I replied."Really, do you have it outside?" he asked."Sure. You never had much time to worry about it, because you were studying, so you didn't measure it and you don't know its exact size, but you still know that something is wrong with that size and you are starting to get worried. Your father was a great wizard, but has been missing from a mission for some time, no one knows for sure, but he was fond of his research. Your mother died before you remembered her, and everything you know about her is in photographs and what your father said.You currently. And yet she wrote one now, merely because she had fallen in love. And there was no way he would know it, simply because he was so impossibly out of her league in age as well as position, that she could never tell him. Not that she still had considered it, she would give anything to have those sea blue eyes stare at her once in desire, yet she doubted he even gave her a thought in that direction. And it was not that she was not pretty. That was not the reason. Having eyes described as deep a.