?By the gods!? thought Arnold ?I have a goddess in myhouse.? As time passed at the monastery Melissia soaked up knowledge likea sponge, Latin became a...second language to her, she also became fluent inFrench and German. Arnold found it increasingly difficult to keep up with herthirst for learning. Soon the dreaded question arose. ?Dear Arnold, will you teach me how to use a sword?? She said it withthat look that made him melt on the spot. ?I?I?? Arnold stammered, taken aback by the directness of. I am sick of people likeyou judging me without even looking at the evidence." He then paused fora moment. An important fact came to him, "Sylvia only said I did that toher mom. There was no complaint about it at school. You have no right intrying to make me change my lunch."Ms Henning wanted to end the conversation. "The school can and we willnow go to the principal's office."Ron was more than willing to follow her orders. "I will and there I willTell Ms Kiper all about this conversation."Emma. "We'll catch our murderer tonight."Susan shrank in fear, thinking they were speaking of the murders Phillip had she committed two nights previous in her defense against her attackers. How she needed to see and talk to Phillip.Phillip was not so forthcoming with information. He lied and told the police officer that the supplies were for him and his sister, that they were orphans and needed provision to keep from starvation, from the cold."Gunpowder? You stole gunpowder. You don't have a gun.. When my tongue touches her clitoris and she moans with delight and rewards me with the sweet nectar of her pussy is it love or lust? The same question applies when my cock is deep in her mouth and I flood her with my cum and there is just so much she can’t swallow it all. It can only be lust when I ram my penis into her vagina from behind, time after time, until I finally explode and shoot great wads of my semen deep into her while holding her buttocks tight against my balls. Certainly it isn’t.