The needle travelled into Emmas neck. Emma reached up and held onto her sisters wrist with an iron grip. Please Emma said. Ssh, ssh, its ok, Rachel sl...owly pushed down on the syringe injecting her sister with the liquid. Her sister kicked and writhed beneath her but Rachel didnt budge. Slowly the liquid took its toll, Emmas pupils turned massive, her eyelids struggled to stay open, her writhing slowed down to a mere shaking. Eventually her sister passed out. Rachel removed the needle and placed. ”“How did this stone allow you to decipher Egyptian writing, Professor?” Mimi asked.The Professor then gave an in depth, ad lib, lecture on the Rosetta Stone. Here follows my precis of his extempore talk.The Rosetta Stone is a stele, a stone or wooden slab, with three versions of a decree, issued by King Ptolemy V in 196 BC, inscribed on the slab. One version was in Ancient Greek, another in Demotic script, and one in hieroglyphics, the oldest of the scripts and from which the Demotic script. As I kept rubbing my dick with my right-hand, I slowly typed into the comment field with my left-hand:“How would you feel if I told you that I was masturbating to you right now? If you like that, I want you to look straight into the camera and slowly move your hair behind your ears.”I hesitated to click on the “Send” button. What would Victoria do if she saw what I wrote? Would she simply ignore it, or would she be offended and end up kicking me off of the chat altogether? But yet, at the. I want to love you.”She bit her lip as she felt herself being filled up again.“But you’d marry me if I asked you to?” she begged.Brad shoved hard. “Yes!” he grunted as he bottomed out.“And you’d get me pregnant?”“Yes!” he lunged again.“And I could live with you?” she whimpered, more tears forming in her eyes.“Most definitely!” he lunged a third time.“You have to ask me Daddy,” she whined.“Sam ... will you marry me?” he asked, lunging a forth time.“Sam can’t marry you.” she cried.“Jasmine.