{.D} - It doesn't matter. The top line is every bit as good as that otherone(look at it sitting there smirking like it thinks it's so damn perfect!)==...09.)))WHEN I WAS NINE YEARS OLD I:{.A} - Liked to dress up in camoflage fatigues and pretended I was asoldier.{.B} - Liked to dress up in my mother's underwear and pretend I was abeautiful lady.{.C} - Liked to dress up in my father's underwear and pretend I waspassed out drunk on the couch.{.D} - Created quite a scandal when I refused to wear. My first task was to find the war chief who should be watching the action from the back of his horse. I finally found him on the far side of the circled wagons with another Indian, on a small knoll partially hidden by a very large boulder about seven hundred yards away. Through the scope, I could see enough of the side of one Indian, to have a good shot. So, aiming for the upper chest just in front of the arm, I steadied myself and fired. The Indian went limp and fell over off the right side of. The fairies, elves, tree spirits(they belong to the same family tree just kind of like cousins in the human world) had the magic of earth or soil as they called it…they could heal the soil and make thing grow. They had limited power over air and water as they were needed to help the soil make things grow. But they had to really rely on the water spirits to help them there…you know the merpeople, and silkies and the other water things…sorry I can’t remember all the many names for the others. I enjoy video's of women being forced to submit and being used and humiliated and sometimes fantasize about it being me, but would always chicken out if he arranged something like that. I like the glory hole idea and fantasized about him backing me up to it and my ass being pounded by cocks and strapons till it was full of cum and sore and gaping, but once again I would never follow through. One day he arrived home early from work and caught me doing something that was promised to not be dome.