We'll see." Well, maybe I'll have Beth over again, okay?" Lori saked.I grinned from ear to ear as did Beth. Maybe we can have another little lovefest....and, yes, she did come to my room very early this morning. Two orgasms resulted (one each) and promises of more to come."That's fine, Lori, if her mom agrees. Poor Ben'll be outnumbered but you'll live won't you, Ben?" Oh, I'll suffer through."Lori and Beth had big grins and both winked at Ben."Well, I'm off to the store, my weekly chore," and. Inside of it was the shape of a thrashing man. Master Theophil. Carsina shouted in horror beside me as I stared at the silhouette of the old man thrashing in obvious pain.“Save him, Ealaín!” I gasped, horror filling my soul. There were so many terrible things. Other monsters scuttled through the church. The women of my harem, my new wives, darted away from Sven, obeying his words. Nathalie and Greta, empowered by their new armor, didn’t flee away like they used to. Ava and Aingeal grabbed. Halfway up was a gap in the hedge that led down to the canal path. The canal had been built in the early nineteenth century by a contingent of Irish immigrants desperate for any work they could get. The water was murky and had probably never known a time when visibility was more than a few centimetres. The path by the side of the canal was narrow and the dogs were enjoying themselves exploring the hedge rows and long grass. Ben had let them have a long rein which they took every advantage of.. They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane..."They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.Mc Donald's never came in Styrofoam containers.They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.Do you feel old yet? Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list. Notice the larger type, that's for those of you who have trouble reading...So have a nice day!!!!!It is good to.