"Ms. Mabel states, "How would you three like some borscht tomorrow for lunch."Ira smiles and states, "Ms. Mabel, we have not experienced borscht for a... extended period of time."Alexi adds, "Most Americans do not know how to properly make borscht."She laughs, "Honey, I can make anything!"Alexi bravely inquires, "Can you make blini?"She grins, "Of course I can! Do like meat or cheese in yours."I reply, "We would just be happy to have any blini since it has been very long."Mabel states, "Well just. This is my first story on ISS and thought of sharing my personal experience with you all. My story is about how I cured my brother’s skin disease with a secret medicine.It all happened when one fine day I went to my distant home town to meet my grandparents and I came across a dusty bookrack filled with old books, one of the books which drew my attention was an age old book on ancient medication. It was one book which I decide to go through quickly there during my stay.It talked about natural. On the introduction interview with the dean, he looked at me searchingly and asked for the reason I wanted to study Psychology. I just told him that I've seen some psychological problems in my short life and decided that this is the field in which I thought I'd be able to help people. To his question about which field of Psychology I had in mind, I answered — sexual abuse victims. He then looked at me hard and long, and then asked:"Is there anything personal you'd like to talk about?" Not at. " Ellie sauntered over to an overstuffed lounge which had been positioned beside the bed.The three men rose as one and sauntered over to the bed and they looked down and surveyed Michele tied to the bed. They stared at the middle aged whore; her black leather miniskirt rucked up around her waist from her struggles, her red lace garters clipped to her black stocking tops; legs spread wide and her ankles tied to the bed just above her black high-heeled sandals; her red painted toenails visible.