Whirling with more agility than a being of his advanced years should have he pointed at the two. _____________________________________________
Sam had only been sitting in the forest for an hour when a red beam surrounded him
. "I didn't tell you that you could leave!" Sam shouted at them as they froze unable to move.
. “Eleanor?”
Her reply trembled with apprehension. He held Meg close, considering her offer
After all who would take care of a child that this tavern slut might bring into the world?
He got his britches back on but his skin still itched from random remnants of hay that clung to the insides of his clothes.
"I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I have white wine!"
They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up. "
Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her breasts
More Info. "Pierre! What are you doing?" asks the bewildered Marie
Whirling with more agility than a being of his advanced years should have he pointed at the two. _____________________________________________
Sam had only been sitting in the forest for an hour when a red beam surrounded him
. "I didn't tell you that you could leave!" Sam shouted at them as they froze unable to move.
. “Eleanor?”
Her reply trembled with apprehension. He held Meg close, considering her offer
After all who would take care of a child that this tavern slut might bring into the world?
He got his britches back on but his skin still itched from random remnants of hay that clung to the insides of his clothes.
"I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I have white wine!"
They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up. "
Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her breasts
More Info. "Pierre! What are you doing?" asks the bewildered Marie
Whirling with more agility than a being of his advanced years should have he pointed at the two. _____________________________________________
Sam had only been sitting in the forest for an hour when a red beam surrounded him
. "I didn't tell you that you could leave!" Sam shouted at them as they froze unable to move.
. “Eleanor?”
Her reply trembled with apprehension. He held Meg close, considering her offer
After all who would take care of a child that this tavern slut might bring into the world?
He got his britches back on but his skin still itched from random remnants of hay that clung to the insides of his clothes.
"I am Pierre the fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I have white wine!"
They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up. "
Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her breasts
More Info. "Pierre! What are you doing?" asks the bewildered Marie
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