There was a heavy mist of blood and shredded foliage on the wind that quickly drifted down-wind. I stood aghast. My little wife was a war machine.I to...k a deep breath, then examined the situation from a third-party viewpoint. She'd been perfectly within her rights to annihilate them. The woods had been allowed to grow back too close to the trail. She came back with a perfect judgement on all facets. I gathered her into my arms and tossed her into the air, only to catch her and laugh. "You did. The move left him open. She made a successful grab at his loose shirt and lifted him off the ground like he was nothing. With little effort, she threw the shocked man into a heap of trashcans and filth. Like all the others, the third guy was down and out cold.Tifa felt satisfied at the short brawl. That takes me back, she mused as she headed for the would-be victim. The red-haired girl was now sitting and conscious but still in semi-shock. She tore away the tape on her mouth and undid the. A week later, the hunter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, showing her where the miracle occurred, when his wife fell into the river and disappeared under the water. When he cried out for help, the angel again appeared and asked him, “What is wrong?”“Oh kind angel, my wife has fallen into the river!”The angel went down into the water and, to the hunter’s amazement, came up with Marilyn Monroe.“Is this your wife?” the angel asked.“Yes!” cried the hunter.The angel was furious. “You. She wanted badly to do it again, but she knew that each time she had an encounter with Deathmaster, he might kill her. But that was part of the thrill.After about a week of rationalizing, telling herself how foolish it was to risk everything for that moment of intense orgasmic pleasure, Sally found herself making the call. She wanted to do it one more time. And that will be the end of it, she promised herself. If he doesn't kill me, and chances are very good that he probably won't. I will be.