I felt healing energy flow through me as the Sword of Miracles worked its rejuvenating magic. The monster twitched and struggled for a few seconds, an...d then fell still.Seeing something out of the corner of my eye, I whirled on the curer. The creature's tentacles drooped and it sank closer to the ground, which looked to me like a submissive posture. I kept my sword trained on it anyway."No kill. You strong," the creature said in a gurgling voice.I've got the hero's ability to recruit monsters, . Theusual mixture of clothes rails, furniture, books and DVDs were arranged ina quirky, intimate fashion while the air was fresh with a cinnamon touchrather than the mustiness you often experienced.As usual Greg honed in on the bric-a-brac section - he had a good eye forbric-a-brac. From a shelf load of tasteless tat only one move away fromlandfill he would usually spot some curiosity appealing to his eclectictaste. Where I collected skirts and shoes, Greg loved the unusual - itdidn't have to be. She had a smoking ass but most remarkable were her generous C-cup breasts. We teased him all the time her tits were fake cause they were so perfect and he always reassured us they were absolutely natural. This brings us to the night of Jenny’s 21st birthday. This birthday is always a big deal for any of us but hers happened to fall on a Saturday which meant everyone would be out partying. Scott did it right by taking her out for a nice dinner then back to our place where we got our pregame on. Nuri had hated it at first when she’d started wearing them out in public around Washington just to see how she’d handle people’s reactions to seeing her dressed that way. She realized she was more likely to get stared at here than she would once they were in Saudi Arabia, but she found herself paying attention to the way men looked at her. They would frown as they quickly scanned the long, loose drapes of material and then scowl before glancing at her face. But all they could see were her eyes….