Running Is My Solace, by Amy McGuinness I started running as a pre-teen, and it would be accurate to say that running molded me into the woman I am t...oday. As I grew, I felt not only my legs and heart growing stronger, but my character as well. Running contributed to my independence, my health, and my competitive nature. I’ve often wondered how I’d have turned out if I hadn’t been a runner. Sure I’d have many of the same values, but would I be the woman I am today? Would I have the inner. Put those clothes down!" I was intrigued as to where this was going, so I dropped my clothes. My cock was still hard a rock. The other guy didn't listen to her. He grabbed his clothes and ran up the stairs naked. "Fuck this shit" he said as he high-tailed it outta the basement. She turned back to me and said "Does my faggot husband suck good cock?" I nodded yes, still sporting an impressive hard on. Mike looked like he was going to puke. Obviously she had no idea he was bi. I could. The door was unlocked, suprisingly. Confused, I turned the knob. I was instantly surprised to see Jack was home... on my computer. Oh shit, I had forgotten to close the porn site and my e-mail. I stared blankly across the room, listening to my own moaning noises. He was watching the video of Mike fucking me. I walked over and quickly hit the spacebar to stop the video."Jack..." I said, chocking on my words."So... You're queer?" He said, confusion in his eyes."Yeah..." And you're having an. I just wanted to see if the boy could handle a little get up and go.He did okay for a virgin."Oh fuck!" Butch shouted, squeezing my tummy with his chin on my shoulder. We were doing about ninety down County Road Seven. "Jesus!"I pushed a little more, just to hit triple digits before slowing down to something almost reasonable. If I got a ticket, I'd be dead. A hundred ten in a forty zone? Heh! What a show off."You okay?" I asked and the bike wasn't very loud at all right then. She purred.