She attempted to smile at me, but it fell flat. “I will be fine, my friend.” I frowned, and she sighed. “I have an obligation. I cannot stay, an... more than he can go.”“Dorothea?” She nodded. “But, Leli ... she doesn’t own you. The Chantry doesn’t. You need to do what’s right for you, too. In the game, the next one?” She nodded again. “You’re the Left Hand of the Divine. You end up trying to improve the situation in Kirkwall. But Leli ... you didn’t look happy. You were up to your eyeballs in. What happens on the cruise ship stays on the cruise ship.” “Do you want me to wear it?” she asked. I took the plunge, inferring my old fantasy was still burning inside me and hoping she wouldn’t ‘go off on me’. “Yes, of course I do. And I would love it if you chose some of your skimpy outfits to wear with it; and if you forget your panties and bra, that would be fine too.” She didn’t answer, but what went into the suitcase told a story. She packed what looked like a conservative, white,. Hartensen saw this in her peripheral vision, and without taking her attention – or her devouring mouth – away from Julie’s right breast, the sexy mature woman reached downwards with her left hand and thrust two fingers into her newest employee’s vagina, feeling the young woman’s open wetness. As Julie was entered again, and knowing that it was her powerful and commandingly-sexy ultimate boss who was probing her pussy, she shuddered and moaned with sensory overload, and then her pelvis spasmed. All were looking at me intently with big smiles while their six hands were playing with my dick, petting my stomach and thighs and squeezing my balls.I gazed in wonder at the picture of smiling contentedness. The all looked happy to be where they were and happy to be doing what they were doing. I was happy, that's for sure."He's awake!" Came a chorused exclamation."I get him first." Said chocolate doll between my legs."I want him again." Drooled the Latino."Mine, all mine this morning." Spoke.