She needed to play this as cool as possible so that she could carry out her plan. I wanted to talk to you about what I mentioned the other night…, h...s voice trailed off and his eyes were glued to the floor as if he were embarrassed or shy or something. Hes actually kinda cute when he looks this timid she thought to herself. He was a very pretty young man, with the same icy blue eyes as his sister and soft, feminine features on his perfect face. Tavia also noticed how soft his hand was on hers,. "Well in that case, what are you interested in, milady? I've got dwarven arms and armour, straight from Orzammar." I'm sure we will take a look, but listen, we aren't here for that." I glanced around, making sure no one seemed to be watching; the three men all chose random display items to appear to be examining. I lowered my voice. "I know who you are, Gorim. And I know why you left Orzammar. These men are Grey Wardens, and I was hoping we could talk to you about the ... situation, in. "Don't worry, Dad," she said, "we have all the time in the world. Mom won't be home till Wednesday, right?"He nodded."So that gives us two days."He nodded again."You can give Marisela a couple of days off, and we can do whatever we want." She waggled her eyebrows. "I have some totally hot fantasies about where I want to do it."He didn't argue--not with her nubile body pressed against him. He felt a flicker of guilt at what he wanted to do, but he quickly suppressed it. He'd already made his. She had seen me looking this young woman over too. So had Monica, and she was beside me as Juana started telling us of a time when she was less than half her present age.“I was but just barely fourteen years old, when my parents took money for my servitude to the owner of an estate across the valley from our small parcel of land. I was to work for the family for four years, then I would be free to either marry or make my own wages.“My breasts were large for my age, even back then, and I was.