After the itching stopped, I found I liked feeling natural.Connie used the smaller toys in her collection on me, knowing I didn't like the bigger ones...all that well. I don't mind something being inserted, but I don't like feeling as if I'm being spread open. For her, one or two of my fingers was enough. She also continued to play with my ass, and as time went on it became a regular part of our lovemaking.My only continuing concern was oral sex; that is, me going down on her. She didn't care. Was I mistaken?"That got a frown. "No, maybe not. I just thought he said every hand was needed to prepare for the wedding. I guess he didn't mean his own hands, though." That ... wouldn't be entirely out of character for Malcolm. Should I call and tell him to get over here and help out?"Corvus caught the quick smile before Armand could hide it and one flashed across his own features as well at the thought of ordering Armand to bawl Malcolm out for laziness. He wondered how common it was for. "Will the two be sufficient once you are past Talrad Pass?" the Emperor asked, his eyes never leaving the map."Certainly, my Emperor," said the Lord General. "There is no defensible terrain whatsoever between the pass and the Manor."The Emperor again nodded. His gaze narrowed once more. His eyes shifted southward and focused on a fourth legion, the one sitting right behind the one he had just questioned.Rithas saw where the Emperor's attention now lay and remained silent. He went over in his. He pulled on his jeans and descended the stairs to tell her that he had the keys. She hadn't heard him coming and jumped when he switched on the living room light."Randall! I'm sorry, honey, did I wake you?" She was dressed in jeans, running shoes and a light sweater."I heard a lot of banging around and wondered what you were looking for." Oh, uh, well I was just feeling kind of restless and thought I might go for a drive but I can't remember where I left the keys. Sometimes a long drive.