So she waited for another two full minute before she made her next subtle move. She inched her hand slightly upward and inward so it got a little clos...er to his crotch. Her hand met Noah right hand which he was using to restrict free movement of his erect penis. He did not flinch away at the touch. He did not move at all. He was still as a statue. He could very well have been mistaken for a mannequin if seen from afar. Angela’s mind never spoke again. Only her heart spoke, and she listened to. Call her and tell her.Q. A man noticed that his credit card had been stolen but didn't report it.A. The thief was spending less then his wife.Q. Why do women have small feet?A. So they can stand closer to the kitchen sink.Q. Why do men die before their wives?A. They want to.Q. How do men sort out their laundry?A. Filthy, and filthy but wearable.Q. What's the difference between a man and ET?A. ET phoned home.Q. Why haven't they sent a woman to the moon yet?A. It doesn't need cleaning.Q. Why is a. It doesn’t matter how hard you can throw a punch or swing a sword if your legs just buckle as soon as you meet resistance. Think of it as like trying to fight while standing on slippery ice vs solid ground.”Just like before, Noah pushed them to the point of collapse. Normally, this kind of reckless training would be frowned upon, but they needed to stress and tear their muscles to the absolute limit, mend them with potions to make them even stronger, and repeat, with mana depletions after every. They used you!, ‘They had to.’ The first voice riposted. ‘If not me, then they would have used someone else. I wouldn’t wish that betrayal on anyone. If it had to be someone at least it’s… me…’ Then, Lacie halted, instinctive fear locking her knees as adrenaline shot into her blood before her conscious mind could even comprehend the situation she faced. About forty feet in front of her, Lacie could see that a massive tree had fallen. The ancient oak had snapped off at it’s base, age, weight and.