Well met, David of Brighton. I am known as Sir Bedivere.”As the knight removed his helmet, Dave got his first good look at the man. He was tall and ...quite burly, a very strong man to be sure, and had a thick black beard and moustache covering his face. Bedivere sported several gashes and scars on his face, indicating that he had survived many battles over the years, yet his smile and the twinkle in his eye suggested that his gruff demeanor belied a jovial personality deep down.“Percival! Bring. So Borland will meet them and I will arrange to speak to her parents pronto and perhaps you can speak to her in Warwick. Oh – the Swedish Inspector is coming over to discuss the case with me on Monday." That's quick." Quick? Insistent is just not the word for her. She is interested in whether we are dealing with a people trafficking racket or something like that." Ah ... I see ... look, after Borland has met them, can she give me a ring, just to bring me up to speed?" I will tell her. Keep in. “So ... how was Grace?” I asked.Melissa, “Seriously upset. I think three of us walking off is fucking with her but she’s mad as hell at Richardson too.”Lavi sighed, “God, I’m worked up. All that stuff has my blood going.”A moment passed and she added, “And I mean, worked up, you know?” Another moment passed and she added, “You know, like horny.”Ji started laughing. Melissa scolded Lavi, “Lavi, really?!?”“What?”“Ji is here.”Ji, “I’ve heard this before.”Melissa, “Yeah, but Robert is here.”“She. But there's an even bigger factor: We like it that way! Ladies, when you're masturbating, do you fantasize about a man courteously presenting you with flowers and asking if he can kiss your hand? Of course not! You bring yourselves to orgasm with thoughts of a man taking you, whether you're willing or not! Forget what the "feminists" say. Male power and aggression makes our cunts wet!Speaking of PC women, how many of them do you know? Now, are they happy? Shit No! And there's a reason for.