.. sources ... in Hammerfell, as well as some additional ... well, bluntly, spies ... that we’ve sent out.” Delphine was adamant.“But ... it mak...s no sense. How can we have an army of ten thousand soldiers here, while there are, what, barely ten thousand soldiers in all the other armies ... combined?”Delphine looked at me for the answer. “That was a puzzle to me as well, Galmar. But I think I know the answer, and ... it goes back to something I mentioned to the Jarls before. Tamriel is, or was,. Richie, I've gotten used to living the life of a princess. While you'retoiling away doing all the menial chores I get to relax, go shopping, goout with my friends, go to the gym, go on a cruise. I just smile when myfriends bitch about how little their husbands do around the house,thinking about my bitch at home slaving away. All the other wives have tocompete with their husbands for the fun money. Their men have theirmotorcycles, boats, golf, all the big expensive boy toys. I don't allowyou to. I fondled and pinched the long, thick teats of Aunt Janet’s nipples, something she loved me to do. Then we were working at it together and our bodies slap-slap-slapped together in a robust thwacking of flesh upon flesh. We groaned and gasped, with Aunt Janet craning around, swivelling at the waist while reaching back to curl her fingers around my neck. She pulled me in close, the position awkward while we kissed in a slobbering, slurping swirl of tongues. We were both mad with need and arousal,. " A union? We don't hold with your bolshie lot hereabouts!" said Harry, my gangmate."Says who?" I asked. "Doesn't look to me like the pay is fair. We've been slaving for weeks and what do we get? The same shit wage while the bosses send their pretty daughters to that posh school in Scotland. Maybe's time to hold with the bolshies." I stood up, introduced myself, and shook his hand. It felt substantial on mine, strong and reliable. A hand of a man you could trust.He told me all about union power.