My girlfriend shyly smiled, and said, "Just making sure you were properly spanked for your mean comment." Umm, I was properly spanked," Lillian purred... I could tell; her ass was cherry red.The elevator dinged; the doors opened on the lobby. 51 stood at the doors, waiting. The Black bodyguard wore the traditional uniform: navy blue; short skirt; half-unbuttoned blouse that had slipped down to reveal a pink nipple; a thick, black gunbelt; gun; handcuffs; amulet, bronze, dangling between her small. And a drink. I ordered lemonade.I set my tray down. I wanted a glass of Insel Deutsch Bier. It’s made here on the island by a retired German Meister Bierhersteller. Long story but tl;dr He got bored doing nothing, found a brewpub, and started making beer by German beer purity standards. The brewpub had to expand to meet the demand for his Insel Deutsch Bier.It was the same “very good local beer” that Ed mentions in his guest introductions.I walked back through a park mostly killing time until. Again, as she rounded a pillar, he'd disappeared, and she found herself face to face with Kwan's sneering, scar-faced visage. She lashed out, hard and fast, her fist connecting solidly with his flattened nose, snapping his head back, but one of his meaty fists swung around into her jaw, flashing lights before her eyes and slamming her into the wall. When she staggered back to her senses again, still on her feet, Kwan was on the floor, one leg snapped backward at the knee, and a single. As far away as some of these bodies are they should have at the very least been able to run away, draw a weapon, or hide."But not one of them was spared and they all were killed. I'm trying hard but I can't think of a single spell in black that would let a caster do this. To catch so many fighters off guard and to kill them with a large area spell like this should be impossible using only black," said Nathan as he moved to check yet another body.Ariel looked at Nathan's back before she looked.