It's over. I severed all the ties we had. All of them. The strong ties and the delicate ones. It made the blood flow. The sweet and pulsing blood of t...e heart.Mine mostly, I guess.I don't know about her. Did she bleed? I can't say. I really don't know a lot about her anymore. Maybe I never did. But I know I shall end up a walking ghost, an anemic skeleton.I'll bleed to the last pint.I guess the first thing to do is to stop this self-pity. But I can't. Not yet.I am entitled to some self-pity, am. Summer was just beginning and temps were warming up so it was common to leave windows open and in my case the door wall. I watched her for a couple of weeks going to work each day and saw that she did sit for a few minutes in her car and looked around as it warmed up. She did look up to my window and me being a big exhibitionist got very turned on but she was 20 years younger than I was so I didn't go nude in the window. when it got into summer I would go to the pool to relax and tan most. The latest village was Cromly Hill. The small village had no defenses and the few survivors of the attack had been drug off by the raiders to be used as slaves or entertainment. Those that proved unuseful would later become dinner.The goblin problem had become so bad that the queen finally issued a bounty on them. One hundred gold pieces for every goblin hide brought in and five hundred for that of the large tattooed Hobgoblins. The plan was simple: If bounty hunters went looking for the. "Sally looked at Sam, afraid of where she was going with this."You know I have... have a reputation to maintain at the school. It's... it's very important to my husband and my careers. Any rumor like this could destroy us. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" I... I guess," Sally said. Suddenly she was worried that Sam wanted them to end it now."Sally, whatever happens or has happened here must be kept between us. Do you understand?" she said, looking into the girl's eyes.Sally's face.