Welcome to Walton City — is it your first visit?’ ‘Yes, my first real visit — I’ve come twice to wine festivals.’ ‘Doesn’t everyone,�...� smiled Harold. ‘Pleased to meet you Chase. My, what an unusual name.’ ‘My mother wanted me to be an unusual person Harold,’ replied Chase, not waiting to be invited to use his first name. Harold did not look displeased — it was customary to play golf with people on first-name basis. ‘And are you unusual Chase?’ ‘I guess it’s for other people to decide Helen but I. Is there room for two on that bike?’ His eyebrows arched. ‘Did you, indeed?’ ‘It must be like flying. Or riding a horse across the prairie,’ she said, spreading her arms wide, ‘before all this was built.’ ‘I suppose so.’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ she said, shaking her head. ‘I know I’m intruding, but I was just wondering what it feels like. Daydreaming, really.’ ‘What happened?’ ‘You mean, why did I leave the Church?’ ‘I guess. Kind of hard to pick up the thread of your story, if you know what I mean.’. " She got back on the bed with her knees hanging over the edge, her legs were about half way apart. "Spread your legs more." She did. "Now spread your pussy open, both hands." She pulled at the skin at the tops of her thighs. "Nope, lower down, I want you to spread your pussy lips open." It was a little awkward for her, I moved her fingers into position to help and she got what I was looking for, pussy lips pulled back, clit standing proud. I could tell she was getting wet. "From now on when I. Cheerleaders were sluts and she was the head slut. THE ENDJerry almost came himself as he put the final sentences of his work together. He could not imagine anyone not being turned on by it. He enthusiastically went through the mildly aggravating process of transferring to file to txt format before sending it off to countless different erotic fiction and forum sites for reader apraisal. Now all he had to do was wait until it was up on the world wide web for all to see.Three days later it was up.