Tsanja looked quite tired, and spoke uncertainly."The religion of our land is based on love. We have three deities, The Teacher, The Mother, and The S...crifice. The love of a teacher for her pupil, the love of a mother for her child, and, most of all, the all-encompassing love one has for their fellows, and the very human drive to give of oneself, to ease the troubles of others."Love should be given unconditionally, but it is not blind. Life always has its trials, and its pain, and its. "Then,after three of the cowboys had placed the helpless indian maiden on a large dining room table and tied her wrists and ankles to its legs,a door had opened and two nude males and a young nude female with a sad look on her face had walked into the room and towards the helpless maiden."Now remember,Rebecca.You must give a truly perfect performance this time.",said the mistress,while she was looking at poor little Rebecca with hungry eyes."Because if you fail to do so,it'll be the whips for. She tells him to open his eyes and look deep into hers… their eyes lock… as she dips his fingers into the paints… and places his hands on her breasts… he begins to caress them… painting her beautiful body… her neck… shoulders… around her curved waist… and on her back…as she paints on his…she reaches down where her wetness still circulates around his manhood. She places it to her entrance of sweetness and slowly and gently slides him in. Her curvatious hips rotating one way and then the other…. But bad in a different wayAll hollows eveHalloweenI took them trick-or-treating againI love taking kids out on this nightThey are all home nowSafe and soundI didn't feel the bad until I leftSo I know that the bad is not themThe bad happens close to meBut not to meI am walkingKnowing the bad is comingOnce I feel the bad it has always comeI have always known when bad things were comingWhen grandpa died I knewI tried to stop it thenWhen it came for my cousinI tried to stop it thenWhen the fire.