We had hoped to give it to Mary, but we've talked, and if you demand some kind of proof of our willingness to repay you, this is what we have," he spr...ad his arms to indicate their house, "and we will give it to you in our will."He looked like someone waiting to be told that this whole thing was an elaborate April Fools' joke. It hurt me to think that anyone would have such a shallow opinion of me, and I wanted to deal with that first. "Mr. Clarke ... I'm dying," Elizabeth gasped when I said it. "What the fuck is going on?"Before she could answer, Ray stuck his head around the men's room door."Ok kiddies lets get your fat asses into the bank now shall we?" he said sarcastically.Michele's face turned crimson with anger."I do not have a fat ass!!!" she screeched."Come on; get the fuck out here, I don't have time for this shit!" Ray replied, opening the door and gesturing for them to leave."I have no pants!" Abbot huffed officiously."You'll have no face if you don't get your ass out. I went to bed for a few minutes to relax,then, out of nowhere i feel a sting in my shoulder,when i turn around i saw the old man holding a syringe and i asked him what was all that for,he told me not to worry,it was something good for me.I thanked him and went to sl**p for a few hours before i got back home. When i woke up,i felt a bit dizzy and my nipples were itchy he was right there beside me holding my hips and relaxing his big fat cock between my cheeks.I silently got off the bed,kissed. No material I have ever seen before."Gareth slid down and joined his young friend. He removed his helm and held his graying head in his hands. A low moan escaped from the warrior."Gareth! What's wrong?" Blaster tried a small healing spell, but the warrior seemed perfectly healthy. "Are you still hung over?" No... I mean, yes, a little," Gareth lifted his head a little, for the first time in Blaster's memory, the old warrior looked every bit as old as he really was."I think I recognize that.