‘A woman as beautiful as you are shouldn’t be alone.’ ‘Thank you, for saying that Bob, but you…you don’t have to flatter me,’ Angie repl...ed, her voice strained. ‘I’m a realist. I…I know what I look like.’ ‘I’m not trying to flatter you,’ Bob said. He turned her around, then pulled her against him. For a second, Angela gazed up into his eyes, then their lips met, her arms locked around him, and her body molded itself to his. When Angie’s tongue forced it’s way into his mouth and began to lash. She had a presence and auro about her that just radiated lust. She never left her home without being dressed and made up, she loved the attention.I was an 11 year old boy, but had been coming to their home to wait on the school bus every morning since the day I started school. Most every morning she would still have on her sheer negligee top and bottom. Even though I was young and didn't really know about sex, I loved looking at her breast and pussy through the sheerness. I used to look forward. His meticulously sculptured body still remained, fear not, but unbeknownst to anyone of this world, the person inhabiting it had changed.During this exact moment in a very different world, a man died. He will not be missed by many, for he was neither known let alone liked by many. You might call him a shut-in, a loner, a nerd, a loser (if you’re mean) and an otaku (if you’re from Japan). All of them would be somewhat adequate descriptions of him, but none of them do him justice. He lived a life. .." Danica began.Celes shook her head. "No, I'll not give that bastard and his bone wizards a chance to torture her as well. He'll never know where she rests."Danica nodded, "I understand, and I don't blame you." I was planning to go see Marlena — she wanted some of my herbal tea. What are you doing today?"Danica smiled. "I went and picked up some more bottles from Heather yesterday. She took my advice and has been making a stockpile of them. I think she has enough to open a shop now. I found a.