"It wasn't snowing as hard as it had been in North Dakota, but the wind wasn't blowing much at the moment, either. If the wind picked up, Jeff knew he...would have trouble seeing the road. If he couldn't see the road well enough, he was going to pull over and wait. One mistake on the mountain road and they would be over the side. Diana had backed off more, probably worrying that her headlights were blinding him.Finally, he caught the dim glow of the retreat's lights in the distance and they soon. But I just wonderedhow often dad wants to have sex. Ialmost always have the urge tomasturbate especially when I see abeautiful woman.” “That is natural too, son. But still youmust not abuse yourself.” “if I was dad I would want to have sexwith you every day” “T? What does that mean?” “Nothing mom I just think you are avery beautiful woman.” “Look son, at the beginning we usedto have sex with your father veryoften but the older a man gets his sexdrive falls. And that is naturalespecially if he. She raked herself with her fingernails, liking the way she was making herself feel.Briefly she wondered how much better fucking with a real man would be. For a moment, she remembered what it had been like fucking with Anita, but then she pushed that embarrassing thought from her mind. She didn't want to turn into a lesbian, and she made herself promise never to let Anita do anything like that to her again, no matter how horny either of them got!But, whatever she wanted to do to herself with her. There's going to be a war. Between mages and templars. The specifics don't matter, particularly, but there are two things that can, possibly, slow things down and restore some sanity. One I am taking care of, and I will not tell you. But the other ... you need to know that the trigger, the one who truly starts the war, is Kirkwall's Knight-Commander – Meredith Stannard."Irving looked horrified, but I noted Greagoir only looked thoughtful. "You don't look surprised, Knight-Commander. I'm.