Or maybe even Gondor, to join the greater war.But if it went ill... It was too horrible to contemplate. Though, at the moment, she had nothing but tim... for contemplation, for once again Éowyn found herself sitting and waiting, as she’d been bidden (and was now forced) to do far too often. With all the realm in foment, with so many crucial deeds to do and far too few hale hands to do them, she remained inert, dangling her heels like a child on an overly large throne. Such was her utterly. Frustrated and upset, Rachelle had finally taken to watching her through her bedroom window. One night, she saw Krysta go into the bathroom, and this is where Rachelles story really begins. She never expected to be so attracted to a bodily function such as pissing. Much less from another girl! But she made her way around the outside of the house to that port-hole window the first time all those months ago and now she was addicted, in a way. Rachelle was a bit ashamed of her fetish, but it. I agreed, and we decided on Tri-County Mall because it had the largest selection of stores in the area, including Elder-Beerman, Pogues’s, Shillito’s, and of course, Sears, Roebuck and Company. We spent the afternoon shopping and Mrs. Blanchard bought several outfits for work, plus some new shoes and a few accessories. On the way back to the Blanchards’, we dropped Melanie at her house. When we arrived at Kara’s house, Mrs. Blanchard thanked me again and gave me a quick hug and a kiss on the. She'd learned that the Silvana was about a thousand times more complex than the Warlock. She wondered why Bren bothered to do any repairs at all. He had a half-dozen mechanics, and while they were never at rest, it was obvious even from across the flight deck that they were tinkering with some of the ships instead of doing real work.She drifted closer to the sound of his voice, assuaging her need to check on his work. He didn't even notice her presence. He was half-crouched in the depths of the.