And if I had to let it go, so did Avanna.The scowl on the guardswoman’s face made me hope Dera never came back to Ferelden, because if looks could k...ll, Dera would be toast.The walk to the Alienage was relatively quick; I’d forgotten how little of Wycome Alistair had seen, and he stared around him in disdain. His response to the perfectly manicured, nearly unused gardens was the same as mine: “What a waste.” He shook his head. “Weird to think Maric died trying to come here.” I squeezed his. You should show me how you make your money. A sexy evil smile across his lips. (I had told him i was a stripper.) Okay. i said feeling the heat increasing between my legs. Pick the outfit. i responded pulling 2 outfits from my bag. one was a hot pink fishnet mini and the other was a black domination style one peice. He picked the pink one. I went into the bathroom. i wasnt sure why i wanted him so badly, most guys in NY so far thought I was a stuck up bitch since thet couldnt get any action. I proceeded cautiously, saying, "This conversation is about your sex-life, Donna. It's partly about how much sex you've had in the past, but it's mostly about how much you'll be having for the next few years. You've still got three and a quarter years until you're eighteen, so your behaving calmly and maturely is important for a lot longer yet." My explanation wasn't proving to be nearly as much fun as Donna had thought it might be. -- "I know there are a few girls your age who're having sex,". I almost blew my wig when I saw who was visiting Mr. Marks. It was the deputy Chief of Coppers, an aide to his Honor the Mayor and the assistant District Attorney. Sarah was snapping pics of all the grease balls being met, in person, by Marks. Those pics were gonna torpedo more than one political career.We watched all night. Those plugs left after an hour, and no one else arrived. The hoods did make several trips during the day, but Marks stayed in the house. I was getting very tired of this.