...and he knew it from the moment he walked in the door from work. Actually, he should have known well before that because at lunch time, I decided to...use my vibrator to get myself in the mood for a night of hot sex with my husband and I had sent him several texts letting him know what I was doing. They were something like this: Me: Want to know what I am doing?Him: Sure...tell me Me: I have the big, thick blue vibrator out from our special box and am putting it to good use. Him: Really....tell. "Damn her," I muttered as I walked out of the sanctuary, hating the fear Maria implanted. "Just because one old knight died, doesn't mean anything. Angela's probably a better warrior. She's trained."But the terror followed me all the way to my quarters. Images of huge, scaly beasts with wings that spanned across rivers assaulted my mind. Sharp teeth wreathed in flames and slashing tails scything through the air. Dragons could burn towns to cinders in only an hour. They could feast on entire. It is an experience of mine that happened between me and Dr Sarita, the Dr who treated my bhabhi during her pregnancy. She was a very charming lady doctor and it was quite normal for her to talk sex with her patients and sometimes with their husbands.I consider myself indeed very lucky that I got a chance to have an affair with her who till that time had never got involved with any other man than her husband. It was me, who impressed her more. I used to visit her in her clinic very often along. Logan sat back down once the hammering of his heart eased off a bit, and his blood pressure dropped out of heart attack range. Her naked leg lay against his dirty pant leg. If she noticed, she gave no indication. Neither did she make any further efforts.He held his hands up. "I need to check those bindings and make sure they are not hurting you. So, take it easy, alright?" He scooted closer. "Easy." He murmured. Logan checked the knots around her ankles and ran a finger under the strips of.