I wanted to block the door, to tell him to go away he could move his stuff in later. But I could feel my chest starting to tighten with an impending a...tack. As my door swung open, I dove across my full sized bed to grab my inhaler on the nightstand.Glaring at the unwelcome intruder, I quickly inhaled the medicine, tempted to take another four puffs, but really didn't want to have a repeat with counselors."Aw, what's the matter, Todd? Under a little stress?" Hunter grinned and walked up to the. If it is someone near here -- within fifty, sixty miles or so -- I will take you there, to that person. Think of someone! If you cannot, I will have to turn you over to Mr. Martinez, the owner of this place."The girl did not protest further. I showed her how to get into the sleeper unit immediately behind the driver's compartment. She was impressed with the spacious sleeper. Well, why not? Our Peterbilt was only three years old, and we had a huge, well-appointed sleeper attached to the cab.. Woundhealer, the Sword of Mercy can heal any physical or psychological injury or illness up to the brink of death. The sword, however, can not be used to harm any living thing so is worthless as a weapon, per se.Skulltwister, the Mindsword will immediately and completely overwhelm all beings within 100 meters of the drawn blade with absolute love, loyalty, and devotion to the wielder. A minute or two of exposure will capture the hearts of most people for at least 3 days. Stronger willed folks. You’ll see it as soon as you enter the room.The mirror is carefully angled to capture the queen-sized bed that fills my mid-twenties apartment bedroom, and as I admire my work, I can see in the background of the reflection the headboard you’ll undoubtedly have me gripping for dear life in T-minus thirty minutes. The sheets are freshly pressed, the duvet lovingly smoothed across, thousands of tiny threads bracing themselves for the pressure of our bodies pounding against them, our juices soaking.