“I uhh, thought I'd come see how you were doing...... aaaaand I thought you might like to chat about last nightand this morning” I said bluntlyLoc...y looked down at his feet, his arms tensing up.“I'm not gay” he kind of whispered.Tear-drops begun falling from his hidden face to the floor“I swear” he continued, “I'm not gay, I'm so sorry man but I-”“Dude, I'm Gay” I cut him off.He looked up at me after hearing this.A mixture of surprise and doubt washing over his face and widened eyes worried me. “You’ve really got the enormous penis, don’t you?” “I call him my dude.” “Your du … okay, Sweetie … let’s try to work harder on that not talking thing,” she said. My dude gave one of those little twitches it gives when it’s starting to get really big. “Oh my!” she said, then she just put the head in her mouth between her pretty lips and ran her tongue around. Pullin’ it out she licked all around the head again, and licked down the bottom of my shaft and back up, and did the whole head thing. A complete reversal, the whole world now rendered unfamiliar. He was reminded again of dancing, the perfection and grace of it all.She pushed him against the wall and fell into his arms, kissing him furiously, her arms thrown around his neck, his lips and tongue muffling the words that came tumbling out of her mouth as if she were speaking in tongues, crying, “Fóllame, necesito sentirte dentro de mí.” The car alarm continued to scream, filling the air with a shrill chaos of sound that echoed. A rider was also sent to the Temple in Riften, so the priest wouldn’t be caught off guard. Erandur had drafted that letter most carefully.The morning of the second day a befuddled looking Surgus came to the Blue Palace. “I was hoping you’d show up at some point, Surgus. I need to talk to you.”He threw his hands up in the air. “Don’t bother.” He acted a little drunk.“What do you mean?”“Oh, our Loremaster asked me to still advise you, if possible, and like you’d take my advice anyway. But we have.