I grew up during the best days of professional wrestling, the attitude era. Every wrestler was a great talker and could physically and mentally intimi...ate an opponent into defeat before the match even started. My favorite wrestler, and my idol, was always Jeff Hardy, because I associated with him so well. He was an outcast, misunderstood and underestimated by many, until they challenged him and went toe to toe with him, that is. That was how I was growing up, shy and reserved in general, but a. It says ‘This is your fault.’ Muse’s body shudders, you look down. For a moment it is Shelly, then it is Muse again. She looks up at you blankly, not recognizing you, her lips moving in a whisper. ‘please… kill me…’ blood trickles out of the corner of her mouth as she falls limp again, obviously still breathing, you can see her lungs fighting desperately for air. A figure brushes against your back, you look up to see Bobby, holding a bloody knife, grinning down at his handiwork… Rick stands. Especially claimed by someone he had just met on thestreet."You escape in video games, Pete. With these mushrooms, you can demolishthe physical and spiritual barrier between this world which bores you somuch, and the world you wish to escape to, and truly escape to it."Pete just continued to stare at the mushrooms."To put it in layman's terms for you, again, Pete," the wizard said,"everything else you've tried is shit compared to this." The man pausedagain. "Let me ask you another, rather. I paused at the door for more than a few mins. I could tell she was wearing stockings and not pantyhose because her slip was slid up just enough to catch a glimpse of the top of her stockings. Her tiny nipples were standing up hard as pebbles under the thin fabric. I couldn't believe this old lady was giving me a hard on! I stepped into the room and moved closer to the bed. As I walked around the room I could see up her slip and she had a very hairy cunt. It was sticking out the sides of some.