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Angelina
Reveals What Ex-Brad Used Nightly
In The Bedroom To Please Her


Angelina has come forward about Brads bedroom habits while they were togeather.
He took this to perform better and last longer

Angelina reveals

She is set on ruining his reputation and this is just the first step
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The Muun caught the lightsaber, but instead of bringing it to bear against Maa Kaap, he danced and twirled out of reach of the vibroblade and commenced parrying the Zabraks martial kicks and punches, until a sidekick to the thorax drove Maa Kaap clear across the cabin and slamming into the bulkhead. OneOneFourDees audio pickups registered the snap of the Zabraks spine and the bursting of pulmonary arteries. Now Zuto and PePe dived at the Muun from both sides and actually managed to get a hold on him. But it was as if the Muun had turned to stone. The Kaleesh and the Quara attacked with teeth and claws, but to no perceptible effect. And when the Muun had had enough of it, he positioned the lightsaber directly in front of him and gyred in their grasp, taking off PePes tusked face and Zutos blunt, whiskered snout. OneOneFourDees olfactory sensors detected an outpouring of pheromones that signaled the death of the Kaleesh. Zuto, on the other handthough gurgling blood and moaning in paincould perhaps be saved if treated in time. He remained by the Quaras side for a few moments, then moved quickly to Maa Kaap, from whose crushed chest cavity blood bubbled with each shallow breath. Again, the Muun ran his eyes over his victim, from Maa Kaaps tattooed face to his large feet. Eyes closed, the Muun adopted a posture that suggested intense concentration or meditation, and Maa Kaap snapped back to panicstricken consciousness. OneOneFourDee tuned in to the Zabraks pulse and found it regularbut only for a moment. Then the rhythm of Maa Kaaps heartbeat grew ragged and breaths began to stutter from his lungs. Among the ships crew, the Togruta, Captain Lah, had been the strongest in the Force, but she was beyond his help by the time he reached her. Had it not been for sloppiness on his part, owing to fatigue and blood loss, and lightningfast reflexes on hers, the lightsaber might simply have pierced her neck and cervical spinal cord. But she had spun at the moment of impact, and the crimson blade had all but decapitated her. The Zabrak, too, had a slightly higherthannormal midichlorian count, but not high enough to make him Forcesensitive. How different it had been to observe the behavior of the Zabraks midichlorians compared with those of Darth Tenebrous, only two days earlier! The Jedi routinely performed blood tests to verify the midichlorian counts of prospective trainees, but Plagueis had passed beyond the need for such crude measurements. He could not only sense the strength of the Force in another but also perceive the midichlorians that individualized Forceful beings. It was that dark side ability that had allowed generations of Sith to locate and initiate recruits. The dispersal of midichlorians at the moment of physical death was, for lack of a better term, inexorable. Analogous to his fated confrontation with the Woebegone crew, the moment of death appeared to be somehow fixed in space and time. According to his Sith education, since Captain Lah and the others had been in some sense dead from the moment Plagueiss gaze had alighted on the freighter, it followed that the midichlorians that resided in alleged symbiosis with them must have been preparing to be subsumed into the reservoir of life energy that was the Force long before Plagueis had stowed away. His attempts to save themto prolong that state of symbiosiswere comparable to using a sponge to dam a raging river. And yet the Sith Lords of old were said to have been able to draw on the energies released during death to extend their own lives, as well as the lives of others. Unfortunately, much like the technique of essence transfer, that ancient knowledge had been lost. Feeling the ship revert to realspace, Plagueis rose from the bunk, dressed, and walked forward, stepping over the corpses sprawled in the main cabin, the deck plates awash in firesuppressant fluid and blackening pools of blood, and through passageways reeking of death. One of the crew members, the now onearmed Dresselian, was still alive but comatose. The Muuns accomplished all these things with a meticulous serenity that belied the frenzied workings of their mathematical minds. Save for when it came to collecting on overdue debts, the Muuns, on first acquaintance, appeared to be a stolid and lenient species, if somewhat arrogant, with an ascetic nature that was in full keeping with their willowy bodies and was reflected in the simple but harmonious architecture of their cities. As pale as the Muuns themselves, High Port Space Center incorporated the design elements they favored most: domed interiors, archtopped windows, fluted columns, and unadorned friezes and entablatures. Among these fauxstone building blocks large groups of Muuns maneuvered and mingled with unhurried if singleminded purpose, maintaining a conversational clamor that struck some visitors as reminiscent of the spoken language of thinking machines. Attending them were droids of all variety, and guest workers from the nearby worlds of Bescane, Jaemus, Entralla, and others. On any given day a visitor might spy envoys from Yagai, Gravlex Med, or Kalee, along with Hutts of the Drixo or Progga kin. But what one saw most, in overwhelming numbers, were members of the Banking Clanfinanciers, accountants, lawyersdressed in their signatory Palo fiduciary garb: formfitting green trousers and boots, roundcollared green tunics, and flareshouldered green cloaks. Some were accompanied by retinues of squat, darkskinned, flatnosed soldiers from the planet Iotra, sporting garish body armor and carrying ceremonial weapons. That day, cutting through the verdant sea like some predatory sea creature came a wedgeshaped cluster of Muuns dressed in black cloaks and skullcaps, guarded by a contingent of towheaded Echani warriors whose silver eyes darted vigilantly, and whose metallic bodysuits masked the translucency of their skin. At the leading edge of the wedge marched an elder Muun with a whiskered chin and stooped shoulders, who was making directly for High Ports customs control station, where Hego Damaskas Plagueis was known to everyone but the late Darth Tenebrousand 114D were waiting, amid a contingent of security personnel.