Many a time has a trespasser been seen to be devoured by the soft and powerful thing, to be later spit out later changed into a nun, tavern dancer, or...gossamer clad winch. Much to the bettement of the land at large. Yah! And who among us has not heard of the stiring tails of the Bim-Bowmen of Nifff? Those gallent Bosom Brothers (or Sister?) Who's raven tresses, and sleek forrest green tights have been a welcome sight indeed to those lost in the hunted Forrests of Nfff.Know that I have been. You can pick it up tomorrow.Whatever burdens you’re carrying now,Let them down for a moment if you can.”So my friend put down anything that may be a burden to you right now.Don’t pick it up again until after you’ve rested a while.Here are some great ways of dealing with the burdens of life:* Accept that some days you’re the pigeon, And some days you’re the statue.* Always keep your words soft and sweet, Just in case you have to eat them.* Always read stuff that will make you look good in case. My long lashes flattering and my big dark lips lined with dark plum lipstick. He then began to stare at my forehead - He looked and then came over to me and sat down. 'whats that on ur forehead' he said in a deep rough voice . My 'Bindi' i said. He was refering to the diamond stud placed on my forehead to show my caste mark. I could see a bulge in his trousers, He was like a puppy dog now - He then said 'u ok babe?' . His voice changed - he was gentle with his words - he was like a boy wanting. "Because you've got a fine ass," he said, reasonably.Evie stuck her tongue out at him, and continued her struggles.Dave slipped his shirt on, tucked it into his pants and fastened his belt, his expression becoming thoughtful. "Back to the thing on Jeff's shoulder. I don't know. Maybe it's another of his inventions, but I can't understand why all the secrecy."Evie finished with her jeans, slipped her blouse on, then began blow-drying her hair, glancing at her husband in the mirror as she did so..