He looks back at Sandy, who seems to have stopped playing with the other dog to watch herself. She turns her head in his direction and Alan cannot hel... but smile. The dog knows more than one would give her credit for. Sandy looks away and then back at him. When she does it again, he begins to think it odd. But the next time, he follows where she is looking away to. Across the way is a woman sitting on a bench, watching the two other dogs going at it and her hand is rubbing over her shorts.. His upbringing was to blame for much, she mused as she watched the page of the open book flutter with each steady breath. He was the heir to Ferelden's throne, not to mention one of the last two Grey Wardens in the country, and yet, he held no regard for himself. He didn't even seem to understand how handsome he was. For all of Morrigan's complaining, Elissa knew she wasn't the only one inappropriately ogling those broad shoulders or bulging biceps when he emerged from his tent in the morning. A few days before her predicted time she sat down with her husband and Joe to discuss the aliens' presence."I promised Gagugakhing that you could see when the baby came," she began, "and I keep that promise. I can't tell you exactly when it will be born. First I must begin what we call labor, which is when my muscles start to push the baby out and the birth canal, the place where it comes out, begins to open for it. Labor usually takes a long while, as much as a day or more, so there'll be. . [/i]. . . . . . . . . . . Steve and I had been together for close to a year. In that time we had spent a lot of time together quickly. We practically lived together now. Either his apartment or mine, we were always together. We had been experimenting and exploring each other’s fantasies little by little, little more daring here and there. Steve wanted to play a little dominate game. Cloak and dagger type, secret notes with orders for me on what to wear or places to be, how to act. Steve.