Continually pulling and grabbing at each other as if they had to crawl into each others flesh to feel all of the ecstasy and passion that they shared....They had reached a new level of desire and lust. The passion shared and they feeling of enlightenment that was expressed through this pure raw sexual need. He pulled his lips away from her mouth slowly to gaze deep into her eyes, pulling her hair away from her face so he look deeply into her soul. Trying to look for all that passion that they. No point endangering my coming efforts with the vagaries of digestion on this fraught day.Back upstairs I showered, then looked at the clock to discover it wasn't even 9 o'clock in the morning yet, so I cleaned the bathroom. Then I washed my wig. I used baby shampoo and followed up with an expensive conditioner. My casual wig was short and perky but this one was for my more ambitious forays and it was a heavier shoulder-length style. The manufacturer called it 'Luxury' and it was meant to be. OH FUCK!... Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, MY LITTLE GIRL AFTER YOUR MOTHER!!" HER NAME IS MARY ANNE ... SEE TO IT!! You fucker!"There was a ton more and Grace and I treasured every single word. Adult words we knew we could use ... if we were just a little older.Lucile was admitted ... with a bad stomach ache at noon of New Years Eve, Friday, December 31, 1954.She was diagnosed with acute appendicitis by an intern and prepped for surgery. The resident was just marking the position of the proposed. I wish I could do something to convince you further. If you would pass on this information to Lord Duric as you suggested, I would be grateful."Roquan glowered at the Farview image. "I will do as I said I would. But do not expect me to make a case for you."Uroddus bowed his head. "Understood. Please do not hesitate to contact me again if you wish to ask me more questions on the matter." It is unlikely I will. Good day." Roquan waved his hand and terminated the Farview before the Mage could.