” As Lucy got up to fetch Michelle a box of tissue, her mind spun wildly. ‘Point it at me. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. “We won’t. Your aunt liked the pheasant.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ3Ljc3LjI1MCAtIDI0LTA5LTIwMjQgMDM6MzM6MzYgLSAxMjcyNjE0Nzk2
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 23-09-2024 08:02:27
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12