She's talking about a PhD now and that'll take four or five years. I hope so because she is keeping me alive and I want to live now. She trusts me she...says and a couple months ago we were having dinner when she told me this. I tried to remember it verbatim, it's close. "You're my sounding board, my crutch at times when I need one, my mentor even though you don't think you are. My knight, defender of my honor, a soft or hard shoulder when needed and always understanding and loving, someone I can. Darüber hinaus ende mit der Übergabe des Pakets an seinen rechtmäßigen Eigentümer jegliche Verpflichtung der Firma gegenüber allen Beteiligten.Der Brief warf aber weit mehr Fragen auf, als er beantwortete. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der. K1 didn’t even notice when the Elbo clan gathered round the coupled pair and began chanting “Chosen One! Chosen One! Bu is the Chosen One!”*K1 woke up uncomfortable. She found she had multiple Elbo draped over her. Bu was spooning her and she felt several slimy cocks splattering their slime on her legs and torso. In utter frustration, she abruptly sat up and shrilly yelled “Aaaaaggggghhhhhh! Get the fuck off of me!”The Elbo began to rouse, clearly disgruntled. Bu sat up and tried to grab K1’s. “Go get ready. We’ll be right in.”I shrugged and headed inside, leaving the two girls alone. Jonah’s amplified voice echoed through the hallway, muffled and fighting against the noise of restless people. It sounded like we were entering a bullfight arena. The glowing door grew larger and my band mates stepped through, one by one. Jonah was going on about the details again, but I blocked it out. I couldn’t take another word of his.We took to the stage, moved our amps and got set again. Gwen and.