We found an old warehouse but it didn't look safe. When we looked for equipment I was depressed. I had hoped that somewhere the spinning wheel had bee... invented. There was only the local equivalent of a distaff. The only reason I knew about this was from what I had seen in Shreff and knew there was a better way. The internet gave me an improvement.I had studied that particular machine and even bought an antique so it could be copied easier than the drawings I supplied. I saw that I had to start. He leaned over a little to get a better view of the girl's stubby little clitoris. Yeah, it WAS standin' up already. Goddamn, ya had to give the dogs credit where credit was due - they could sure fuzzy up a cold cunt with those rough tongues of theirs. Mario abstractly ran his tongue flat against the roof of his mouth, trying to feel its texture. Too bad he didn't have a sandpaper tongue the way he liked to eat hot pussy. He'd drive 'em out of their everlovin' gourds! He glanced at Jason. His. ‘There are notes’. He was glad to find them among the pages.The notes were in both Earth and Netherling. Most were in the latter. They helped Zax in understanding a bit the pronunciation. Regrettably, they were not so helpful in learning the proper use of verb forms.As a cultivator, given enough time, it was simple for Zax to memorize the dictionary. The lexicon of an entire language laid before him in a book format of thousand pages, would probably take him between ten to twenty hours,. I didn't know how to ask this one, and, I didn't know what I wanted the answer to be, so, being a man, I ignored it and hoped it would go away. She, being a woman, wasn't about to let me off so easily. And so the duel began."Are you married?" No, divorced." Do you have children?" No" Are you engaged?" I could almost see her checking off the squares in her mind. "Do you have a girlfriend.?" Not engaged, but I do have a girlfriend." Live in?" Yes."Her face fell. She donned her robe and pulled it.