Over a 3 mile cross country course he'd lead the race for the first 2 miles and then start to falter. By the 2 ½ mile mark the rest of the runners wo...uld begin to eat away at his lead, and by the end of the race he was 4th or 5th.Tommy had no idea about race planning, race management, no endurance and no kick.I started taking Tommy out for longer runs, and then having him do sprint 200's after the run.The first day out he thought he'd die."If I'm training to run a 3 mile cross country even why. Figures. The casedid its job--the phone didn't break. I guess there's no other way. Ilifted my foot over it and...SMASH!Great. Now I'm truly helpless in Lindsborg.Chapter 25Where"He stood her up. No. I'm not joking. The man is a creep. Though the wayJen is acting she totally deserved...oh, hold on a sec. Can I help you?"the young lady at the front desk of the police station asked as shecupped her hand over her cellphone. Before I had time to answer, shegave me a judgmental once-over. "Do you. How about you?" Sounds good for sure." Let me up and I will get it for us."I then slowly pulled my some what soft dick out of Clare's bald pussy, then helped her up off the couch, and watched her walk over to the fridge in the kitchen, and reach into it for a couple of cans of pops.When Clare sat down on the couch beside me and handed me a can of pop, "May I ask you what dad said on the phone, right before I got in here?" He asked me to meet him at an address, for me to get the insurance on the. "I'm on in 20 minutes, can you help me?" She asked. I stuck my head around the dresser. "Okay." I replied. We closed a curtain hanging across the dresser. "Help me get this off." She directed. I couldn't see why she didn't do it herself, but I pulled down the tutu, leaving her standing in her blue leotards. I could see her chest moving up and down with heavy breaths. I then pulled the top of her leotard off around her shoulders and down to her waist. She was wearing a bra so I stuck my arms.