Your father is indeed a thief. But he would protest, preferring rather to call himself a ‘shrewd businessman’. Jordaens was only one among many th...t he stole from. Do you think that a lowly townsman can achieve the wealth equal to that of the highest noblemen in Edo without resorting to thievery?’ ‘You lie! My father is a good and honest man!’ ‘I will not argue it. Your opinion of your father is not important to me.’ He sat down heavily and said no more. Many days we remained in the cave. I had. It would’ve been pretty hard to even imagine two months ago that I’d meet a real caveman, much less fall in love with him.And dammit, I’m in really deep, too.Oh, screw it for now, let’s get to the store.First the bank; the post office needed cash, I’m running short. I take out three hundred—no, make it six hundred, let’s pay cash for the groceries, too—and head on, picking another store than the one where I took Hugo. I remember about the meat and choose carefully; the selections aren’t so good. The Sun was feeding the flowers with warmth of love and air was as fresh as on the first-born planet. Kids were building the castles of their future dreams in the middle of the park, not knowing that many of their dreams would be blown by the wind and forgotten by everyone. But life was perfect today and that’s what our life is: living today as it is the only time we dwell, sensing the moment as the whole lifetime. They were following the track full of bypathers and enjoying observing how life. Wearing nothing but a big smile, she jumped onto the blanket and pulled him down beside her. Foreplay was not on the agenda. Ernie’s clothes seemed to vanish, followed moments later by his prodigious penis. But while neither had any idea where his clothes were, both knew the exact location of his magic sword; buried up to the hilt in Angie’s writhing body.Even with his endurance and her desire, that first explosion of passion couldn’t last forever. When they started to recover, a jug of wine.