J.W. had never really been a ladies’ man, he felt more comfortable with the workers and builders than he did with women. He just didn’t feel that ...many women would find him attractive because of the facial scar marring his good looks. Other than the scar, most women would find him very handsome. It gave him an inferiority complex, at least where women were concerned. J.W. had run afoul of a table saw that kicked back a 2 x 4 right into his face as he was walking past. The board sliced his cheek. Your clothes also balance aesthetics with defense being a mix of leather and thick cloth with a touch of color. Your loose brown hair sweeps to the side charmingly.You, QuimWhile your partner has a dizzying number of small weapons concealed in the folds and flaps of his armor, you only have a few daggers and knives as well as your lute which also contains a spring mechanism that can launch darts dipped in a sleeping potion. You both have crossbows and short swords for more overt combat, but you. During that past year, after meeting and marrying Sue, all my normal male reactions, I had repressed for a long time, had finally come to the fore. So, in spite of myself, I couldn’t help but go along with what was happening, though I knew it was wrong. I thought I was with Sally and I didn’t want to admit to Frank the next morning, that I’d had sex with his wife. The memory of that night has haunted me for past twenty-nine years!’ Ernest concluded. ‘I had exactly the same experience,’ Frank. Tears welled up in her lovely, large eyes and her red, pouting lips began to quiver. She glanced down at her top laying on the sand. "Come on Louise. I will count to five. If you are still wearing that thing, we will help you get rid of it. That will be much more unpleasant for you believe me!"Louise sobbed openly now, as the man counted."5…..4…..3…." Louise's fingers touched the silky fabric."….2…" Okay, okay, just don't touch me. Please." Louise accepted her fate. Her fingers pulled at the.