I shook my head.“So, this instrument looks renaissancy. It’s tuned so you can play it. It doesn’t sound bad. And if it gets stolen or damaged it...��s an inconvenience, not a catastrophe. All you have to do is learn some Renaissance music. Are we good?” she asked.“We’re good,” I said. “You haven’t given me a movie or anime to show me what my character is based on.”“It’s not. The newest version of A Bard’s Tale was released and is gaining popularity now. You’re D’neth, a bard.”“What’s your. She walks around the mower and looks at all of the chains. She checks that the clips are secure on my nipples by tugging on the wire. After she is satisfied that everything is set up correctly, she turns her attention to me. She stands in front of me for a couple of minutes. She smells sweet, and I know that after three hours of yard work I must stink. I gaze at her face and at her chest. Mistress Susan takes a puff of her cigarette and says, ?You did an adequate job cutting the grass, you. It was the year 2010 and once again Jared Cooper had spoiled the Quadball game by stealing the ball.“You’ll pay this time,” Anson thought. “I’ll make you see who’s the winner.” Seeing that everyone else had gone home for the night, Jared carefully stepped into the locker room showers. Humming a tune he had heard on his MP40 player, Jared carefully scrubbed himself free of the filth from Quadball. He laughed silently to himself as he washed what he liked to call his “lady killer” realizing. I turned back to the scene on the bed and that's when the shit hit the fan. Caroline turned her head to look back at Karen and immediately saw Bob and then me."Oh shit, No!" was Caroline's first reaction.Karen rose up and looked back in the direction of Caroline's eyes and saw Bob and me. She screamed a blood curdling scream and fell off the bed, hitting the Armoire on the way down. At least it stopped her screaming. Bob stood frozen in place while I walked to the end of the bed. Karen had.