A few minutes later the first guard returned dragging a middle aged woman. "Let her go," I said to the guard. "Are you this woman's daughter?" Yes I a.... Is it time?" I'm afraid so. She is too far past my healing ability." Thank you for getting me, I know what to do."I turned to the guard, "You out. Both of you."They started to object and the one with the sword raised it to strike. I Called my Katana and parried his blow. "Leave, now, why you can."The new lady knelt next to the older one and. I would be surprised if anyone genuinely appreciated listening to Formal Music for it’s own bare aesthetic. I took a standard Italian Lute, and tortured it far beyond it’s traditional intentions to create some very appreciated and lively additions to the energy and excitement at the celebratory dances of the Landsmen which involve much more jumping and twirling about than the dull processions of the court dance.I could tell by the faces and hesitations that the Low Friars had news of grave. That morning when I woke up I remember my dream but it’s a haze and blur of passionate love making with the new girl from next door. I shake the sleep from my eyes, I go bring the paper inside before the sprinklers turn on and have a shower. As I am drying myself the door bell rings, I continue to dry myself as I walk to the door through the hall and as I start to wrap myself in the towel I call “Coming”The door opens and I fumble to try and wrap myself in the towel as fast as I can but in my. She can't so much as sneezewithout passing the point of no return; according to the article, thewoman experiences as many as 200 orgasms a day, and had five of themduring the forty-minute interview she gave reporters. With a littleimagination, such a condition could become the basis of a hilariouserotic tale.Other news stories suggest additional possibilities. "No Pants Day," anannual celebration in New York City, which began in 2002, suggests someamusing possibilities. Both sexes.