. Jonathon" That brought a giggle. When I was I kid, I hated be called Jonathon. Our third grade teacher had insisted on it, and she and I never saw e...ye to eye on anything. I sat, and signaled for a couple of menus.I felt lost for words for a few moments and then I realized there wasn't really any script. I just had to try and be myself, well a version of myself that didn't know Anna."That is a beautiful dress. You wear it very well." I tried, and hoped that wasn't too lecherous. But she did. The weapon can also be used in anyway a normal sword can.Farslayer can slay any enemy anywhere. Once launched, it will fly to their heart, but there is its vulnerability as well. The blade does not return to the one who cast it and can be used by anyone with physical contact with it. This weapon proves that vengeance not tempered with wisdom is as deadly to they who take it as it is to the victim. The weapon can also be used in anyway a normal sword can.Woundhealer, the Sword of Mercy can heal. At 46-years old, she admired her athletic shape, lean muscular legs, slightly wide hips and large breasts. Many women in the gym cast envious eyes her way spurring them on to try to work out hoping to attain her physique.Outside the windows, the sun was setting, shadows moving along with the traffic. Paying no attention, she toweled herself alongside the machines. Her sweat soaked grey gym suit outlined her breasts with dark lines, accenting them even more than usual. Turning and bending. "Kimmy put her hand on my arm. "Jackie, I've known you forever. I know there's something bothering you."I told Jackie about how I acted in the locker room. I told her I put my foot up on a bench so some guy—a guy I hardly knew, could finger fuck me. Kimmy listened, but didn't respond."I don't know what's going on, Kimmy. I'm so afraid of hurting JR, but there are things I can't help feeling, things I want to do." Have you and JR talked about it?" Kimmy asked."Yes, we've talked about things. He.