I had a hard time persuading him not to come with me, especially as he was approaching 80, and I was afraid he would slow me down on the way. I just wanted to show you this.”
He pulled out a Polaroid picture from the back of the album and handed it to me. He told me at one point that his grandfather, who among other things was a hunter, had once, on one of his travels, ended up in a remote hamlet called Mistveil where he found a lot of mythological creatures: elves, fairies, minotaurs, centaurs and many others that he could not even remember. She moaned slightly, overcome with pleasure, and after finding her rhythm, began to move frantically over my cock. For those of you who don’t know what a centaur is, let me explain it in just a few words. When she came closer, I saw that it was the girl in the picture and that she was indeed an unearthly beauty. My dorm roommate, Liam Miller, was originally from a small town somewhere in Montana and was rather preoccupied with getting as many girls as he could before he finished college.
