"OMG!! STACY!! WAKE UP!!" Stacy's mum yelled, StacyStirred awake "what mum? What's happened" Stacy said worried "Mr Jones...from next door..." Her mum... said crying "he was found dead last night...he committed suicide! Im so sorry!" Her mum said crying more "omg! NotMike!!" Stacy convincingly feigned grief.Chapter 5Stacy returned home from Michaels Funeral in her black gown, she wrote aspeech for Michael as she was the only one who knew him, she said nicethings. Later on the day after Stacy had. We just wanted to please him.We washed his hair (what bit of it there was) back and neck, arms, armpits, feet and legs, chest and rounded belly. There was so much hair! He then stood up and presented us with his big fat hairy bottom. Bob and I had the quick one liners like “you do it” no “you do it” no “you do it” neither of us really wanted to put our fingers near his big arse. In the end Father Fred said “Bob, you do it and now and Les, help him!”“You remember how you thought it smelled this. When any of Elven Clan wants to make something, they reach into the collective power of the entire clan and then shape that power, with their 'will'. So, somewhere along the way, Elnore decided he wanted a 'sword'. Whatever he was thinking about at that time is 'programmed' into that sword: density, planar force, morph-ability and literally every aspect that it displays. From your description, I'd say he was looking for a maintenance free, unstoppable, cutting tool, with a morph phase and. Himeljal: kichu valo lagchenahelloooo: we separatehelloooo: at night, did asks u to sleep wid us as ur a/c is not workinghelloooo: so she sleeps in between and we on both sides… Okay?himeljal: okhelloooo: aami tomar didir maai gulo tipchi tomaar shaamneihelloooo: se lojja pachhehimeljal: mmem7lwhelloooo: ektu pore se ghumiye porlo)helloooo: ( r u enjoying this?)helloooo: aami uthe tomar norom daan maai taate haat rakhlaamhelloooo: aar tipe dilaamhimeljal: hahimeljal: ishhhhelloooo: (tumi.