He did as I asked. The feeling of this young man behind me holding my breasts was wonderful. I asked him to make love to me slowly this time.As he slo...ly went in and out I could feel my orgasm building. I really wanted to cum. I was praying he would last. Luckily he did. At the point of my orgasm, I could feel him pumping into me as he let out a huge groan. My little stud was becoming a man. We lay on the bed for ages after, just chatting. He was so comfortable with me by now. I knew he. Rather rapidly, I might add. When our lips met, she could taste her own juices still on my mouth. Gone were my hesitation and shyness. This was our woman, and we were her men. There was no longer a pecking order. I took her as if she were my own woman. I unleashed with a vengeance the full roaring aggressiveness of my sexual instincts. Francine reached down between us and guided me into her with the ease and surety as if we had done this a thousand times before. It was such a natural movement. I had to admit it, I couldn't have looked more swishy. "Yes," she said, "It was a compliment. A pretty girl should learn to accept compliments graciously. Just dimple, and curtsy, and say 'Thank you.' You know, when a girl spends hours or days getting ready for a big date, she should appreciate it when her efforts are noticed." Bea told me you'd agreed to be one of the girls tonight, but I just didn't believe her." Pearl went on. She sat down, and carefully arranged her legs on our living room. I went in determined to act the meek, unassuming, stupid noblewoman, while simultaneously sidestepping any direct questions and avoiding anything resembling the truth. The invitation was for me alone, so I wouldn't even have Aedan there to help out. Eamon was positively piddling in his drawers, convinced I'd mess up and give away everything.Leliana helped me dress up as a proper noblewoman, in a dress with a corset – which I hated – and my hair braided in an ornate style. I took Kallian with me.