Who is the numb nuts now, you worthless, sniveling piece of dung?"Eslada's chuckle seemed to bring more fire to Pietro."You are scared to face me with...ut an army at your back," he said."Yes, I am terrified of you, Pietro," Jorgarn said blithely. "It won't matter. You're still going to die today. But if it will make you feel better, I'll give the chance to kill me first. Pernice, can I borrow your sword for a moment? I promise this won't take long."Pernice appeared to consider it for a moment. Morning wood, of course. That always seemed to happen when I dreamt of her… It’d go away soon enough. I rose from bed and ran my fingers back over my head, smoothing my fur. My ears perked forward and I turned to face my bedroom mirror. Staring back at me was an image I took great pride in keeping up. Thick and glossy mahogany fur, solid except for the lighter color on my face and front. I examined myself thoroughly as I did every morning. If I wasn’t happy with something, I would fix it as. The first photo showed his wife standing in front of the desk showing what she was wearing that day. Over her 5' 6" body, she had a red cotton cami-top, a white pencil skirt that extended down to just above her knees, and a matching white fitted jacket over the cami-top. Robert could not tell if she was wearing any hosiery because the photo was obviously taken after dark and the room lighting wasn't that good due to the lack of camera flash. He checked the photo's time and realised that it was. But Instead of that she asked me that why I stare at her breast. I kept silence, and then see asked whether I like to see the breast, I am thinking whether to say yes or no? Finally I made my mind and told yes. And she asked me whether I seen any breast of the ladies. I told yes and in pictures and told that incomparable to your breast. Then she smiled with out any further enquiry she pulled off her palu and started to remove her blouse when she started to remove the pins from her blouse my.