I'd more or less confirmed that she was indeed busty but after three months I still hadn't got my hands on her breasts.I found out right away that I n...edn't have been so nervous about asking her out. Despite her many accomplishments, Ann was shy, timid and lacking in self-confidence. I had a full supply of those same traits, which is probably why I was so frustrated.It was January when the situation improved. My landlord and his wife left for two months in warmer climes and I had the house all. The strained thin-lipped smile on Gareth's face seemed to imply the effort it took to hold such a blade. Not even during the early days of the kingdom, when Sagu held the dreaded Darkstaff, had she felt such awe from a weapon."It's just an image!" she exclaimed, tearing away her eyes from the monument. The elderly Shaman gazed at her with sympathy and offered her more tea."A God-graven image," she clarified, as if that explained the power of the object. Unlike the clock tower, which somehow had. Of course you are right. Any suggestions?" asked mother."Did you have a girl's name picked out before he was born?"Mother smiled."Yes. She would have been named Emma." Then I think that Emma it is." No!" I said and stamped my foot. "I am not Emma and I will not wearthis dress any longer."I reached behind me to try to unfasten the buttons and was rewardedwith slap to my face from mother."You will stay dressed as you are and we will walk over to Katie'shouse where you will apologize. Do you. My heart raced when I saw two young black men following me. They both soon reached close to me, one on each side."Can I help you?" I asked them, trying to show a fearless voice."Sure you can." One of them said smiling. "Give us everything you have".Before I could know it, the same guy grabbed my hair in one hand and put the other one around my throat. "Do not make me hurt you." He hissed. "Okay, okay," I nearly cried in tears. "Just please do not hurt me…”He let me go and I quickly handed over.