”“There is a sense of irony about it that I can appreciate,” George said. The Elves were attracted to ironic situations.“I don’t know about ... sense of irony, but this is killing my sense of smell,” Sean said. This was not on his list of most favored ways to spend a Saturday afternoon. In fact, if he had such a list with this on it the list would have been ten miles long and it would have been the very last item on it.“I can imagine,” George said. Their magic was working overtime to keep the. Like every life, his had been a patchwork-like conglomeration of high points and low ones. At one time, the high points had dominated his memories, but as the years had passed, there were fewer and fewer of those events. Now, it was a struggle just to remember what had happened yesterday, and many mornings, he had trouble discerning where one day ended and the next one began. Lying in the warmth of his bed, he was visited by some of the memories of his life.Roger had been married, once. The. So why I’m I here, exactly?Selena: Well, now we need to take all those stuff into the office.I got out, and together we started unloading the car. A man came out of the lift a while later, pushing a cart. Selena told me that we needed to put all these into the cart. It took only a few minutes and then the man was gone.Selena: Phew! That’s it.She patted me on the shoulder, saying thanks.Me: Thank you isn’t enough.Selena: Oh, what do you need then?Her lustful lips were the first thing that came. Her amazing tits were out in the open.. her nipples erect and hard. Her hands fell and she started to unzip her skirt... I could see a blue satin slip....the dress fell to the floor. It was then.... wow.... I realized could see both her hands. Someone else was holding her phone! I think she could tell by the look on my face that I finally had put two and two together! My mouth got dry and couldn't get it to say any words. Her smile got big...”let me introduce you to Steven” she whispered. The.