‘mmm,’ he breathed, and then slid a hand along one soft thigh. ‘No- not yet… I haven’t..’ Clara protested, trying to sit up. She’d been...riding a horse all afternoon. She smelled like horse mingled with her own scent and sweat… it was dirty… ‘Haven’t?’ Matt innocently teased his fingertips along the silken inner thigh until his hand cupped the soft, smooth, petite little vulva spread wide by her bonds for Matt to peer at and feast upon. ‘Oh, god- don’t,’ she whimpered, ‘Not like this,’ but. And now, she had to go again. She wondered if she'd ever be able to use a bathroom again without seeing a snake wiggling in the bathtub.It probably would have been better if there had been something to do but sit there and think about the snake, but Wednesdays were her slow day as the Record-Herald's advertising manager, at least until it was time to work on the papers. Usually, she sat around the front office and shot the bull with her friend, Carrie Evachevski, the social editor, and had an. Then as she sat there, still impaled on his teenage cock she asked him to meet her again tomorrow afternoon. He smiled and reached up and massaged her tits in his sweaty hands. I heard her say that she wanted his cock all the time and that her husband's cock was too small to do what he did to her pussy. Finally they were sated and began to dress. The boy put on his pants and walked out the door. I stepped back and tried to hide, but he saw me and yelled to my wife that he thought I had been. Leliana was getting on a ship – destination unspecified – the same day. I knew I’d see her again within a few months – she’d promised – but she was my best female friend, and it was hard to lose her.Dougal, Loghain, and my newest soldier recruits for Soldier’s Peak accompanied us as we left; we would all travel together for the first three days, then Aedan, Alistair, and Zev would turn off to head for Vigil’s Keep, while I kept going with the rest. Dougal would leave us at the tunnels leading.