The recipient of my magic potion was the mid-level accountant interviewing me. I was widely credited with saving his life. I got the position of top r...nking accountant for the charities home office in France. I came in early and stayed late, I claimed I needed extra time to get used to their system but I was simply copying everyone’s files. I took the copies with me and used my own program to ferret out anomalies. I found none in any of the European charities but could not get into the files of. It is early November and today will likely be my last round. I love this golf course, I should, I’ve spent most of my days here. I love the way the morning sun shines through the towering pines that grace the front nine casting a tapestry of shadow and light across the undulating fairways. I love the cobblestone bridge on the fourth tee and the way my cleats click as I walk across, especially after stealing a rare birdie from the rather stingy par 4 third. I love the azaleas and dogwoods that. I was aware of the students but I didn't care. "ahh... I guess," he said as he gingerly reached forward trying to touch only the small ball of lint and not he surrounding breast. As he did, I leaned in ever so slightly. He found the lint and the bottom edge of my nipple in one quick motion. My knees almost bucked. I felt moisture gush to my loins... I think right then I would have screwed even Darren if he had been handy.Mr. Tsing retreated quickly, waving the fuzz ball like a defense lawyer. Such would be the power of that accursed Sharingan . . . . . . And your forsaken ancestry”“Well, it would appear this isn’t the first time you’ve gazed into eyes such as these; which would make you Kyuubi no doubt”“Eyes with such power and chakra more sinister then my own you’re a lot alike to a certain Uchiha Madara”What in the world was the meaning of this memory?xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHinata knew that something terrible was going on,.