One in navy blue, for work, and one tighter in beige to go with the skirt. She liked them, and knew these two outfits were her personal clothing allow...nce for quite some time. The jackets alone cost something like $250 a piece.She found Robert in the shoe department and he told her which shoes to get, and she went and picked them off the rack. As she waited for the shoe flunky to come to her she sat and stretched a bit. The night hadn't been long enough, she had needed more sleep, she was still. She could play the recorder. Her thin agile fingers were all over that stick. Her mouth was all over it too. She moved the instrument elegantly up, down, back, forward, touching her lips, tantalizing it, blowing so softly and sweetly, then taking it firmly in her mouth and running her fingers over it. I wouldn’t have minded trading places with the recorder. I may be shorter and thinner than the handmade Dutch model she was playing, but I could probably hit a few good notes if she felt like. I keep my hand on your waist and hold the side of your panty.You smile and raise your waist a bit. I slide it down and remove it completely. You lie down again and I move my hands on your back. I pour some oil on your hips and start massaging gently over them. The soft flesh covered in oil feels like butter and I keep rubbing them completely. Sometimes if I do it hard, a slight moan escapes your lips.I keep massaging your hips for some time and then. I move my fingers between the cracks and rub. The non-Wardens, Sten, Shale, Gorim, Leliana, Zevran, Morrigan, and Prince, also took turns keeping watch with us. I enjoyed the chats with Morrigan, and hearing Leli's and Zev's stories, but it was a bit awkward sitting quietly for two or three hours with Sten or Shale. For their sakes, we tried to avoid putting Sten on watch with the mages; he scared them all senseless. It meant that the rest of the Wardens got more than our fair share of watches with the giant, which was always weird. I.