Some of them had guns but the rest were shooting arrows from their bows. I was amazed how they flew through the air, almost like magic. I didn’t rea...ize then, of course, that they were just one more way to kill and that they were dangerous. ‘I just knew that shooting arrows like the Indians did was what I wanted to do. I used a practiced combination of my sweet charms and my temper to make sure I got a bow and arrows for Christmas. It was a little bow without much power and the arrows had. She stretched as he moved. “Morning, hon, did you sleep well?”“Like a log, how about you?”“Very well sweetheart, thank you. Now, before you cook me my breakfast, should we do something about this particular log?”“Mmm, I must go to the loo first.”“Me too!”It was in the post-coital glow, assisted by the low spring morning sun through the drawn curtains that they explored each other’s body, systematically stroking, kissing, and commenting, pointing out what bodily concerns each had. One of the. Lately, I've been having this feeling all the time. I've been wishing I was much younger...and that you were my mother!" I look at her, waiting expectantly for whatever she's going to say. I am already bracing myself for a negative response.She sighs. "Actually, I've had something I want to tell you too. Since you were so brave and direct in telling me what was on YOUR mind, I'll try to do the same. Uh, truthfully...well, there's no other way to put it than to just say it!" What is it?" I ask,. One Ive learned a shit ton more skills and two Im extremely pissed off, and you know what Im gonna use my new power for Im gonna use it to rip your skull out of your ass and then beat you with it. Haha just like I thought your perfect, definitely a fighter he said in a weak raspy voice. Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach and fell to my knees. It felt as though I was throw up from every orifice in my body. I fell to my knees the sickness pulsing through me. I looked at my arms barely holding me.