I had never been a fan of Loghain in the game; regardless of his intentions at Ostagar, he'd tried to kill the Grey Wardens, seize the throne, start a...civil war, allow any nobles who could stand against him to be killed or poisoned, and tried to sell elves as slaves. He was nothing that Ferelden stood for, in my experience; not anymore. I had read the book about him as a young man during the rebellion; I could not reconcile that Loghain with the man who stood before me.I knew some people found. When I got back to the window, she was undressing herself as he was removing the remainder of his clothes. I focused in on her breasts as she removed her bra, which to me appeared to be a small D or large C, large brown areolas, and her nipples were hard. Looking down her athletic body, as she removed her French cut panties, she had dark, well-trimmed pubic hair.He approached her and I gasped at his size. He had to be nine inches or more, circumcised with a large head. They embraced in another. ‘Lucien, let me help. You’ve done everything tonight.’ ‘Just relax. Tonight is yours and you’re not supposed to do anything.’ ‘No, it’s our night, so let me help… or I’ll throw a tantrum!’ I threatened. ‘Impossible woman,’ he muttered. ‘Stubborn man,’ I replied grinning and gave him a raspberry. We sat on the sofa after that, me with my tea and Lucien with his coffee. ‘If you drink too much coffee, you won’t be able to sleep tonight,’ I chided him. ‘Are we sleeping tonight?’ he asked softly. I saw a very feminine person in the mirror and it always excites me toknow that person is I. Hearing the heels of my pretty pumps clicking onthe bathroom floor also contributes to the feeling.It was already going on 5 and I needed to make myself some dinner. Ilove to work in the kitchen while dressed. I have an apron so I don'tget grease all over my clothes. I had consumed all my leftovers duringthe work week, so I made myself some chicken and cooked peas to go withit. I sat at the table and.