"I'm gonna die" Left mumbles as he ambles along on the machine from hell. The counter reads 32km and Left is encouraged as its only 1 km to go to this daily 33kms.
"I'm doing it for the sex", "I'm doing it for the sex" he repeats over and over in his brain and its the truth for recently Left's performances in bed have been the stuff of newspapers with the latest report in the noapapers just glowing with praise for his superhuman abilities.
As if by magic 2 monster whopper boobs appear as if by magic in front of Left.
"Do it" "Do it" they say and it appears to have come from the nipp|e pokies straining hard against the lycra.
"Do it for us" "Do it for us" they say and Left knows that these boobs were sent for a reason.