I talked to a woman in Citizens' Advice who said she started taking home problems and agonising over them. She was trained but she had to give it up."...You had men under your command killed or wounded." Yes but that was rare. Even so, all those casualties still live with me." So you not only want but need a wife." Yes." Well get on with it and stop faffing about." Wives don't grow on trees." So look for one." Fat lot of good that's done me." So far. 'If at first you don't succeed try, try, try. As Annabelle approached the woman arose from the couch, still with her back to Elizabeth, allowing her to see the woman's black coat and red evening dress. "Electra," Annabelle said, "I'd like you to meet my prodigy, Elizabeth. Elizabeth ... this is Electra Rose."Slowly the woman turned, and looked at Elizabeth with her sparkling violet eyes. Elizabeth found herself utterly unable to say anything, overwhelmed with an all-consuming fear of the person standing before her. Something about her just. Bob knew work on Monday was going to be hard work, listening to them bragging about how easy it had been to fuck his wife, little did they know Bob would enjoy listening to their stories just as much as they enjoyed fucking his drunken wife.Carla moved in her chair allowing for her top to pull over her shoulder and towards the back of her body. Bob looked on with interest, there was his sexy wife, her large breasts now fully exposed for all to see, her sopping wet pussy visible inside her. Gasping for air as her lifeblood bubbled free, Dara went to her knees, eyes flicking between Rhys and Desire as she tried to stem the crimson tide spilling through her fingers.“I would have let you have her for free even,” Desire said. “Now you are indeed responsible for her demise.” More blades flew from the goddess’ hands, tearing large chunks out of Dara’s flesh. Only when one pierced her eye did she stop gurgling and struggling.“If beating Faedal means more pain and suffering then so be.