As my father asked if a doctor in the town was asked to examine the priest; the priest answered that he did not need a doctor because his disease was ...ot physical but he was under the effect of a devil’s spell casted on him by some of his opponents in the village to suffer for good deeds to the people of this town. Father Keith who was black with over 6-foot-tall height, with strong musculature, broad strong shoulders, hefty arms and legs looked very frail and weak. He asked my father to pray. _'He made Gnorth chief... I need a barrel of grog.' _She left the royal guards to attend to the funeral arrangements, death was a daily occurrence in her tribe, between the wars with men elves, and dwarfs that travel in their lands, orcs with battle scars and missing limbs were everywhere, though there is no better glory then dying from combat so they don't accept help, and since the chief died from "combat" he will be treated like the rest, burned and the ashes and bones used to turn iron into. Bart reached down and fiddled with the elastic band for a minute, and dropped his underwear too… “Holy crap, boy! Your dick is still that small! Man, no wonder you are always acting up, it is pathetic”. Bart could feel his face turn bright red from embarrassment. Bart had always took his time changing in the house, and made sure no one ever saw him naked because of the size of his dick. But now someone had, and he didn’t know how to respond. Homer sat on the edge of the bed, pulled Bart over. Groves gave a little chuckle as he followed.She'd left her bedroom door open and Mr. Groves stood in the doorway as she slowly unbuttoned blouse, she let it slip from her shoulders and then it fell to the carpet.She reached behind to unclasp her bra and allowed it to join her blouse on the floor.Mr. Groves had always loved Debbie's pert little boobs with her hard nipples which always seem to be sticking out through whatever it was she was wearing.Debbie unfastened her skirt and slid it over her.