What is important is that I need to know why you still swear to Ysmir, but not to Talos, when they are the same.”“The White Gold Concordat is the ...eason, those damned Thalmor, made the Empire ban Talos worship when I was still a boy, so Talos can no longer be worshiped. But Ysmir is still the Dragon of the North, no matter what those damned elves say!”“Sounds reasonable, if a bit self-serving. How do I get to Whiterun from here?”“Cross the river on the other end of town, and follow the road.. I’d like that.”“Call me Rachel dear. I will have Tina set up a reservation.”She helps me up and takes me back to the lobby. She tells Tina to make me comfortable and to make the reservations for lunch. I don’t have to wait long, before she comes out of her office and we head out. We are picked outside the office building by her car and driver. We take the short drive over to the restaurant and are seated immediately. We both remove our jackets and get comfortable. The meal was great but she. We fell into a comfortable rhythm with my cock sliding in and out of her velvety cunt.“You two are something else,” Betty said with a sigh.“We’re in love,” Fiona giggled, thrusting her hips up to meet my next thrust.“How long have you two known each other?” Betty asked, crawling over to Jiggs and sliding up onto his lap, her back to him.“We’re buddies since we met in the service.”“We’re ex-marines,” Jiggs added.“Did they teach you how to fuck?” Betty giggled.“Not exactly,” I answered.“They. He told me where I was going to be sleeping and to take my duffel bag up there to drop off and then to come back down to the Comm. Center to meet the captain in charge. I did as I was told.The captain was a middle aged guy who seemed quite nice. He told me to report to the company C.O.’s office to take part in soldier of the month competition. “What?” was my mental response.I literally had just walked in and now I was already competing for soldier of the month, seriously? “You got nice fatigues.