“No. You missed your chance to die in battle. Your wounds have not had time to heal.”“It’s not a big deal,” she responded, “I can handle...it.”Ha! I thought. I like this girl! She was straightforward and tough. Maybe Geir was right about her. That, or Geir needed significantly more bladework.Of course, I couldn’t say that. Outwardly I shrugged and turned towards the door. “It’s your funeral.”She followed me out of the manor house. There were a couple wooden practice swords propped up on. The experience I am going to share now is very special for me. This happened to me few weeks back. The story is about how I satisfied my reader’s wife and made her pregnant. The couple names are pavan and anjali(original names are not disclosed to maintain privacy).Pavan is 33 years old, good looking guy. Anjali is 29years old with great physique, her stats are 36-28-38. She is a housewife. They also stay in bangalore very near toWhere I stay.One fine day I got a message from a reader. Do us a favor.your presence here only servesto harm others.a'ight then, late!and now a wee bit of non sequiturthe most beautiful of feelings one of them anyway.ever find yourself hearing a voicein song or what have youyou find yourself simplyunableto hold in the tears of complete and utterjoy.all the time.beautiful.condition: humanprognosis: excellentshit - almost forgot to address anxiety.well, lucky you.that's simple.anxiety, is simply your body's way of tellingyouthatwhat you're currently. My eyes returned to the soft redhead before me; my initial feelingsfor her were not the same, her milky white hairless arms, sweet breastsand perfect ley feminine facial features were a picture. She was now tooshamed to look at me and stood looking at the ground, biting her soft redlips. At that point, it would not have mattered if the person in front ofme had had two heads; she was alone and no match for the male hereearlier. I touched her arm and she shuddered slightly and looked at mewith.