B. bastard faggotty, or closet-faggot preacher-man had cussed me out within that being of the atmosphere for the premises of properties for that being...of a public facility of a nigga, or nigger church that he himself presides over whereas from there I myself haven't felt that being of the same ever since, & as he himself had cussed me out for that being of the last part of last year, imagine that, & so now I myself just really go to church as of the present given moment in time so that I can,. But now you need to answer my question." I'm not sure I understood it, Master."Vanlo turned back towards the apparatus. He took a pinch of the herb between his fingers and sprinkled it into a large flask. It frothed as it hit the surface of the liquid within. "The open bags of herbs on the table. Do you think you know what they are?"Amanda's eyes glided across them. "Um ... the one on the left is Hersalla. The middle one is ... um ... Yttria?" Hmm. Go on."She stared at the last one. She had to. "Kalaban, release me from these chains and do not let me fall to the ground," Dunin commanded.The sword's blade began to glow with a silver light and then silver lightning shot out from the blade and contacted the manacles, which began to glow with the same light as the blade. The manacles dissolved into nothingness and Dunin slowly sank to the sandy floor. Kalaban fed him small amounts of Eldritch to restore his strength and repair any damage from the blow to the head as well as from being. ’ Priyanka slowly unbuttoned Zoheb’s shirt till it was open and then removed it and threw it on the chair. ‘Oh Zoheb, I have missed you so much.’ Priyanka kissed Zoheb broad and hairy chest as her hands caressed it all over. Amol sat on the sofa once again as he watched his lusty wife shower kisses on Zoheb’s chest. He was feeling very jealous now as he looked on Zoheb’s muscular and hairy chest. Priyanka had often complained to him that he didn’t have any hair on his chest. She was certainly.