When it was closed, I answered, "First, if something's worth celebrating, it's worth doing thoroughly. Especially about something as highly erotic as ...our wonderful acting abilities. Second, I'm about 30% through the schoolwork. At the current rate, I'll finish it about 3pm." Huh?" What didn't you understand?" Everything. How can you be 30% through? And 'at the current rate' is zero. Unless you think that what we're doing now is part of the school curriculum? Haha." Don't I wish! Although then. " But, that was so as not to hurt..." I don't care. Really! You can lie all you want. I just want a little of what I remember as being damned good." You don't understand. Trent, don't... !" she cried as his arms went around her and pulled her to him."You still fell good, Marsha. Sixteen years and you're just as sexy as the last time I nailed you."She squirmed to get away but without effect. He had put on weight since last she had seen him. Not fat, muscular. It was this weight and strength. Being so far north daylight lasted sixteen hours a day during the summer months. By mid September all the crops would be in, taxes of fifty percent to the King of everything grown with the rest being for their survival during the terrible winters.Princess Nora and sixty knights along with Sir Gorman set out for the pass which practically was at the furthest northern part of Morathia. A few miles further were the mountains which abruptly sprouted up from the valley into the sky. Some remained. As I pulled up her profile, I thought about the possibilities. There were so many people in chat that sooner or later you would find somebody close to you. The odds might not favor it, but it could happen. Could she be someone I know from work or school? That would be a riot, but if she sounds familiar, should I talk to her? My own profile contained a picture of me, so if she recognizes me, she might back away. Is it important if anyone knows I wander chat rooms? Naw, it's a hobby nothing more..