The ideas interest me shortly. Indeed I believe that problems exist in limited numbers, issues in unlimited numbers. So problems as areas of investiga...ion that I choose according to their concentration accuracies: Forest, Morgue hospital, veterinary clinic, the site of waste treatment, and so on. where stir and grow ‘foudroyants types’: the mushroom, Folle Vilaine, the carcass, the Monster, Energumène, Tree, the Beggar,… One area of investigation has its strengths, movements, number of issues.. After fighting the urge for a few seconds, she surrendered.There wasn’t much to the ritual. Make the room dark. Place the candles at the four corners of the bed. Place the crystals around the bed in a pentacle pattern. Light the candles, creating a between of light and shadow, then lie down and draw the creatures in.I could put two of the candles on the nightstands, and the other two on t.v. trays, she thought. If I close the door and hang a blanket over the window, that should make it dark. I don’t know whether rest of guys was sleeping or pretending to sleep. But the sound was thumping was not as low as expected. It was hard to so that no one could hear that. He was already in thumping me and slowly my resistance faded away. I let my body loose and let him finish what he started. He fucked me hurriedly, flooding his sperms right inside my womb. He kept on filling my womb until he squeezed his last drop inside me. Then he pulled his dick and said in my ears, “Happy Honeymoon. “No, now” she commanded. I was busy with school and didn’t have time for it. So, I got out of bed, b put on my school clothes and went over to clean her house. No uniform, just normal clothes. She would be at work and wouldn’t notice. That was my mistake. As I opened her front door, there she was waiting for me. This was a test.“What god awful looking garment is that?” she asked angerly. “Pet, I don’t think your taking Me seriously. This is not going to work.”I begged her to give me another.