"Oh, no, no, no," he laughed, "it's still metaphorical about the 'wall'; what I mean is that she'll be in a situation where she's forced to overcome s...everal obstacles, and she can't stop until she passes the test." I still don't get it" Well," he replied, "imagine trying to do your figure skating routine through an obstacle course." That would be impossible!" Nancy cried, shocked!"The obstacles won't be on the ice, though;" he continued, "remember the shock probe that you used on her?". Stephanie ofyour arrival."I followed the maid inside and looked around Stephanie's house as I wasshown to the living room, and if nothing else I could see she insistedupon her maid doing her job diligently and the house was as clean andneat as any I have ever seen. Stephanie lived in a modest, three-bedroomranch-style home in a mixed area, one of the half-dozen or so smallcities that had grown in between Fort Worth and Dallas in the last fiftyyears. The yard was as well cared for as her house. I couldn't pick up a newspaper. I couldn't watch the News. I had no other limits other than keeping his secrets. I hadn't been ready. He only had me from early October until his death in February. I had endured and learned more in those four months than my free life could have thrown at me. I hadn't seen my family since September. I knew I would never call them again. I turned the page, realized I had no idea where I was and turned back three to find my last place from before my mind had. Feeling how wet she was, I immediately decided to help the situation by hastily pulling down my boxers as we continued to kiss. Getting them down to my knees, we stopped kissing and as she watched me wiggle them down the rest of the way, and stepping out, I pushed them away with my footAnna now had full access to my cock and when she felt how hard it was and how big it was, she looked up at me, concerned. Smiling at her, I helped her stroke it and as she looked down to watch, I pushed on her.