Each year, on the King’s birthday, the residents of the island gave the King a new throne as token of their love and respect for him. And each year,...the King would put last years gift up in the attic of his small house. After many years of ruling the island, the weight of the large number of birthday presents stored up in the attic became too heavy and caused the house to fall down. The moral of the story is that people in grass houses shouldn’t stow thrones. There was a man who entered a. What I didn't tell you is that he is also my father." Are you on the level?" asked Jess."Jettenedon caught and raped my mother. About thirty years later he heard that she had a child. Not wanting to take the chance that it was his, he attacked the village and killed everyone. He thought he had killed me but I wasn't that lucky. I woke days later and I wish I hadn't. I put 127 people in the ground that day. I swore to my mother in blood that I would avenge her. That was almost 600 years ago.. ..?" I asked. "Can they fix me back...?"She looked at me sadly. "They might be able to as you return through theportal - but... I really don't know. Definitely doing so anytime soonwould be dangerous as your body just got done with changing the DNA inevery cell." How?" I asked again. Both horrified and curious."Those nanite clusters I showed you? We can use them system wide inaddition to being targeted," she told me."Why is that even an option?" I asked."Some women like sweet little girls. I began asking her questions, one question was if she had a boyfriend and she said no. Her back was still turned to me so I could see her beautiful butt. Oh god, I want to fuck that ass. “ look at me,” I asked her. She turned her head around and saw me again standing there naked but this time, my cock were in my hand and I was holding my dick in my right hand. As I was jerking it. It sounds strange, I know but if she really didn’t want anything, she wouldn’t just stand there without doing.