I was standing so close to him and I wondered if I should step back. But maybe he’d notice and think I was uncomfortable. Was I uncomfortable?I coul... smell his aftershave, the mint on his breath. Maybe once he was done talking he’d shut the door and kiss me and put his hand under my skirt and touch me until I could hardly breathe. And I’d feel his fingers push inside me and he’d be so close, so so wonderfully close, curling them inside me, his thumb against my clit, his leg between mine,. Do you know her? So I told Allison that that was who I was meant to have met with the night before, and that she had finished up with Phil, because I did not show. She was fascinated and quizzed me about what I had done with Jenny and tried to get all the details from me about Phil having sex with her. She was lapping it up, she didnt much care for Jennys father, and was quite excited to know all the details, she said the father would be really pissed if he found out. I asked about Phil staying. Her hands were above her head, and tilting her head back she saw that they seemed to be tied to something, a table perhaps? But she knew that the table had not been there when she'd fallen asleep. Her legs were spread and each ankle tied to a chair and a couch, both which she was sure had not been there either.Wriggling, Kristen could feel the soft carpet rubbing against her buttocks sensuously, almost as if the carpet was caressing her ass.Ridiculous.But then something happened that was even. I’ve been awake for three ... four days?” I turned to Alistair to confirm, and he winced.“Almost five.”“Five days!” Greagoir exclaimed. “Whatever for?”I sighed. “Don’t worry about it. So, will you help us?”He finally nodded, clearly reluctant but understanding the need. “I will.”Alistair broke in, his hand gently rubbing at the stiff muscles in my neck. “Thank you, Knight-Commander. May I ask, how long does it take to do?”“It will take several days.” He paused at my dismayed gasp, his gaze.