“Boxes for shield mages,” he told them.“Why does that one glow?” Snorre suddenly said and walked close to one of the boxes in the wall near wh...re Jahn stood.“Do any of the others glow for you Snorre?” Jahn asked. Snorre looked around the room again before he stepped closer to the box and stared at it.“No, just this one. I can hear it call to me,” he said. They all watched as he reached out and pulled the box out of its depression.A metre cubed block stood in the middle of the room. Jahn. ..... gooooooood, she yelled. I believe she had another climax that rocked her soul. Violently I began to pump her non-giving brown hole. Man......she's tight and hot, I said aloud as I held onto her hips so I could plow her ass. Thrust after viscous thrust, I slammed her and boy, was it good. I was fucking a young hot virgin ass, as I watched another sexy woman lick my balls and her clit. When I thought it couldn't get any better. Jill pulled Carmen's thighs apart and buried her face. The Chief may have called in the Sheriff. The two heads would have talked to Rawlings and Jenkins, to find out what they knew. Then someone would have talked to Leo. He certainly had enough time to get his story straight, especially to make me out to be the bad guy. They would have asked him to repeat the story a couple of times, and even write the whole thing down. It was probably the most imaginative bit of writing ever to leave his head. He never did very well in English when it came to that. ’ Before she could say another word, the man interrupted her, ‘But first of all, I need to ask you to call me Atwood. My mother had a sense of humor and my father wasn’t much better. His name was Zechariah Atwood. He said his name covered the alphabet from A to Z. They named me Atwood David Atwood. Dad said no one would forget my name, but he was an important man in this town and everyone called him Mister Atwood. When you say Mister Atwood, people will think you’re referring to my father. So,.