I had occasion to do some business with a marathon runner. I did not realize that she was one at the time. In fact she seemed a tad frumpy the first time I met her, large breasts, a bit of a chubby face, flabby arms. But today she was wearing pants that were much more flattering, somewhat tight. And that was some ass. That was a runner’s ass.
Now in my opinion, swimmers have the nicest bodies, cyclists have the firmest butts and legs, dancers have the best legs, gymnasts the best arms, singers give the best oral sex, and runners have the best asses. This information might come in handy sometime. Like if you’re looking to improve your own self.
Well that’s all neither here nor there. It has been a year now since I opened a unique investigation. I might have been listening to Deep Purple’s “smoke on the water” at that time as I am now. Well to be honest no one really listens to that song so much as they hear it play. A lot of people have heard it, but do you know the words? Most people remember the guitar riff though. Hell even I could play it until the guitar I was using had it’s lowest chord give out.
So the investigation. She doesn’t know it but this great assed marathon runner just might be the missing link. Hell I didn’t know it until today. I had given up on ever solving that one to be honest with you. More because I was afraid to keep pursuing it on the angle I was going on than anything else. But I have to take this one carefully. I don’t want to risk my present enterprise just to solve a puzzle you know? It’s a difficult thing.
Well that’s all I had to say for now. I’ll leave you with something to ponder though: Just what is wrong with one woman admiring the body, or an aspect of the body, of another woman?
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