While looking around at the exotic merchandise, he noticed a very lifelike, life-sized, bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but was so incred...bly striking the tourist decided he must have it. He took it to the old shop owner and asked, “How much for the bronze rat?”“Ahhh, you have chosen wisely! It is $12 for the rat and $100 for the story,” said the wise old Chinaman.The tourist quickly pulled out twelve dollars. “I’ll just take the rat, you can keep the story”.As he walked down the. Emma rides her bike to his house, distracted by the thought of him rubbing her belly and them having sex afterwards. Suddenly, a dog runs across the road, causing her to swerve at high speed. Still riding fast, she ends up crashing through her boyfriend’s hedge and accidentally rides her bike into his pool. As they sink to the bottom of the deep end together, Emma’s trapped under her bike. Try as she might, she can’t lift it off her. She burbles in frustration and rising panic, hoping that her. Valor would haveto try to cut a path through her enemies and get to her friends' side.She parried away two mannequins' punches and aimed her shield at thebiggest cluster of enemies she could find. "Avalanche of Truth!" A sprayof diamonds spewed from her shield. The attack sliced two mannequins toribbons, but the rest were able to jump out of the way. A path. Valorleapt through the opening and twisted herself around. She slid along thefloor on her back and aimed her shield at the swarm to fire. His slick message; handsome looks and beautiful curving cock had peaked my interest. I could only save the picture to his folder for now but knew he would be getting a reply later tonight.Paul sat back in his chair then said something very odd, “I wouldn’t mind watching you fuck him.” “Really!” I exclaimed. The third message was from a member called “Chocolate Thunder” I think we both knew what that meant. As I opened the message I thought about having an affair with a black man. I had.