"It cant hurt. It looks like you are headed for the worst case scenario anyway."She didn't say anything."Does he still love you?" Why did I ask that a...gain?"No," she said surprised at her answer."Do you still love him?" I don't know," she sighed. "After all these years it feels like I've failed." How long is it?" Five years married and another five before. I don't want to start over." Is that the only reason you're with him?"Cynthia thought for what seemed like an eternity and then said, "Yes,. Dozens will fight but eight will remain. At the twilight of humanity those eight will fight to the death. The winner will bring to the earth their gods once more, to save it in its darkest hour.’ ‘Fuck! You want to make me immortal?’ Branna was off her stool and reaching for her sword. Morrigan, bored, tossed out her hand and magic froze the impetuous warrior. ‘I do not wish to curse you thusly, you fool! The best I could do is make you like us in small part, and that honor will not go to an. "How did you beat up three of them?" she asked."I only beat up two of them," I argued, "One of them beat themselves up." Answer the question," she snapped."My dear girl," I said, "They knew about as much about fighting as you do." I don't know anything about fighting!" she protested."That's my point," I said, "One of them hit me with a roundhouse I saw coming from a mile away. The next guy practically told me he was going to kick me, for no apparent reason. The third guy punched out at me so. " Carol slowly moved her lips down Marcia's stomach. She traced a line with her tongue from Marcia's stomach down to her silky smooth pelvis. She started eagerly licking her daughter's pantyhose covered hips. Marcia opened her thighs so her mother could move between them. Carol ran her tongue up and down her daughter's pantyhose covered thighs reveling in the taste of the pantyhose against her daughter's legs. Marcia was crazed with passion. "Lick me Mom! Lick my pantyhose! You don't know how.