But there is still a chance that you’ll be able to use the arm and hand for most of what you use it for now over time. That is what we’re all hopi...ng for.”“But I need to stay in bed for a couple of more days for that to happen,” I finished.“It would be best,” Sondra told me. “The truth is ... we don’t know. You might stay in bed for two days and still lose the use of the arm. You might go out and run a marathon tomorrow and everything will be ducky come Monday. I do know from my perspective that. I perch by the window and pop open the laptop, and start typing. In a day or four you will read this non-story and send me a text. ‘Oh my! The unbearable lightness of being with me!’ you will teasingly admonish me, your message rich with affection, ‘Stop moping and cheer up!’ And I will cheer up. — x — As the train approaches the city, and as you reach for your phone to message me, your attention is drawn to the middle-aged couple – or are they older? – seated opposite, who are in the midst of. In fact, there were only a handful of references to it at all, including an old Viking saga in which it served as a MacGuffin to be sought after by hero and villain alike before being swallowed into the sea at the end of an epic battle that saw them both die.Picking one flight of steep stairs along which to descend – she had a choice of two, both of them going out from the sides of the platform – Lara took a moment to wipe the sweat from her brow and adjust her soaked-through white cotton top. His thick rough palm is on my mouth stifling every sound I tried to make. He jerks me up and pushes me on the bed, flat on my belly. Then I feel his body cover mine, crushing me. I gasp as I feel his massive erection pressed into my soft ass.I can smell his musky aftershave. He pulls up my red night gown with one hand exposing my white legs and thighs, lifting my hips to get the gown above them. His other hand squeezes my white ass cheeks roughly. His fingers slips between my ass, a finger.