. and try to find it :grinning: 07:25I was trying to understand bits from your profile ... but I know a bit only about 100 characters so far I read "N...-Hon" and the number "2 2 ", which might be your age at registration, I guess "While I try to make more sense of her profile, she disappears from our conversation & logs outWhile I write the few lines I quote below to her, her green light turns off - Like she does me,. "Aunt Evie, would you take my temperature?" she asked me coyly."Sure, honey," I replied, as I asked her where they kept the thermometer."That's okay, I'll get it," she offered, "I just broke my arm, I'm not a complete cripple!" With that, she disappeared into the bathroom, and returned with a handful of articles: she placed a hand towel on the table, and put a bottle of baby oil and the thermometer case on top of the towel. She pulled the top off the case, slid out the thermometer and handed. I’m begging you!” Rufer pleaded.‘What a sorrowful situation... ‘ Zax inwardly could not help by sympathize. He recalled how much he had been through to fulfill the terms of his own inheritance and yet still had a seemingly bottomless chasm to cross.“The Star Scavenger’s missions are for the benefits of all Kingdom Earth and even our brethren from Valgarel. I can’t trade it to satisfy the whim of a single person”. He harshly stated.A glint of hope instantly lit in Rufer’s pupils as he perceived. For a moment I saw what could be a hell of a good future waving me good bye through that sad chocolate eyes in that cab.I had screwed things up bad that time. That made me possessed. Possessed at the fucked up part of me that insists to want me to have pleasure in disturbed things and that now was incarnate in the form of a little girl in my basement.I got into the Mercedes, 11:30 PM, and held the phone tight in my ear: "Erika, get ready for me, I'm coming for you in thirty minutes." My foot.