On the stove was dinner. We were having spaghetti and meatballs tonight, one of mistress’s favorites. At four thirty I’d put the spaghetti on so t...at when girl got here, it’d be ready or just about ready. My wife kind of set the schedule for dinner. She got in, got changed, and then served what I’d prepared. It worked out really well most of the time. Unless she was late, like yesterday.The sauce to go with the meatballs had been a challenge. Usually if the element is turned up too high, I. Tales of Djinnar: NEPENTHE By Raven ne-pen'the n. 1. a drug supposed by the ancient Greeks to cause forgetfu- lness of sorrow; also, the plant from which this drug was supposedly obtained. 2. anything that brings forgetfulness of sorrow. * * * * * * * * * * * * I sat on the beach watching the pretty girls go by. It seemed as if each one was more beautiful than the last. Each time that I saw one that I was particularly attracted. Shocked only a moment a huge smile came to Gregor's face. Both of the knights knelt before Ambrose as Thomas Knelt behind them. "We concede sire, you have finally mastered what we have been trying to teach you. We are forever your knights, our lives, our swords, our honor are yours Sire." "Pitiful!" They all heard behind Ambrose, and then they saw Roth approach in his armor. To think I once thought all three of you were on the same level as me! I could defeat all of you easily!" "One should. “From now on, you will be hairless everywhere on your body, but your head. If you do not do it, I will do it for you.” John commanded while he continued to fingerfuck her. Then the girl did something unexpected, she spit in his face. To say John was angry was an understatement, but he kept his cool and slowly licked up her spit. Seeing a total different reaction than she hoped the girl looked horrified. “good” John thought, this was going great. Putting on his best wicked grin, he inserted.