It is bleeding to death.Look!Ah yes. Now your real men's eyes look away, eh? Why do you look away? Are you afraid of some blood?Or are you disgusted w...th a man showing his feelings?Anne and I have been married for almost nine years.I guess it is a cliché to say they were the best years of my life. But they were. They were magical and yet so very common. There was the simple ease of being together. The understanding. There was the warm, uncomplicated shelter of her love. The sex too. Sex has. When I answered it there was a European man of about 24 years of age standing outside. He was dressed in black dress slacks, a dark forest green silk shirt opened to the chest and a black leather trench coat with matching boots. He had short wild brown hair, deep green eyes and a short haired beard. ”My name is Lucas. The Master sent me.” He spoke with a slight German accent. “Please come in.” I closed the door after he entered and was about to ask if he would like anything to drink when there. She had on a white T-shirt that did make her breasts look okay, but not dynamite. I smiled at her and gave her a big hug. "Trust me on this girl", I said, as I looked her up and down, "I think we can make this work!" Becky is a very attractive blond, but looks older then she is. She wears very little make-up and had obviously missed the point of my suggestion. I sat her down and applied new make-up and did her hair up, kind of wild looking and let her put on a pair of my gold hoop earrings and. "Watch your mouth boy," Inpietas said instead. "Don't open your mouth to order me around old man. I know what your name means, what did you do to earn such an illustrious title? I bet it was a great deal more than a little foul language," Ethan said and Inpietas's jaw bulged as he ground his teeth together. "You don't have to be so rude," Rosa said softly. Ethan turned his gaze to her and thought a moment before he spoke. "Don't I? What would happen if I didn't make my feeling clear on her.