“I have,” I answered. “I ran New York last year. None in the plans right now, though.”“I think that would just be an incredible accomplishme...nt,” she said. “I’ve run a few 10Ks, but I don’t think I could ever run twenty-six miles!”“Oh, if you can do a 10K,” I said, “you could do a marathon. It’s all just a matter of committing to the training. There aren’t any short cuts!”“Maybe one of these days I’ll try it.”“You can do it. Like I said, it’s really a matter of planning and training and not. You must understand dear the original native people in this region regarded these sounds as the resting place of human spirits and they warned the original European explorers not to venture up the sounds or they would never being seen again.’ ‘Some years later a retiring French naval officer Gilles Moreau decided to explore the so-called Wailing Waterways. Of course during his exploration he deduced the wailing was the noise of wind at times accelerating down gullies.’ Warming to her historical. She stopped to talk and it was obvious she was eager to talk, she said she was visiting her grandparents for the holiday so with the introductions out of the way she asked if I would help her with something. Always eager to help a beautiful girl I said " I will try what is it " Well it's some what embarrassing " Good I like helping with that kind of things " Ok I have never had a boy friend because my parents will never let me be alone with any one not even other girls" Right away I. "Personal moments?" Lisa looked at me staring into my eyes. "You mean I've pissed on you twice, and wanked you off once?" I stuttered out my agreement, shocked at the abrupt, but factual, a summary of our time together."That is why our rides have to end," she said as she stood with her back to me. I was more confused than ever but still studied her curvy arse not knowing if this was going to be the last opportunity. I told her I really didn't understand.Lisa turned to me, a faint smile on her.