I bashfully stood before him. Both of us were feeling shy at what had happened between. I understood that he was feeling guilty now on what he had don... to me. After all I was his sister-in-law! I wanted him to be happy. Not to feel guilty. We stood in silence looking at each other, not knowing what to do, or say. Though he was ready to leave, he was very reluctant to do so. I too did not want him to leave. I wanted to remain with this incredible hunk of a man. He was like a magnet to me. Though. "Afraid I can't let you use your fancy blade, Captain. It's one of those 50 guineas affairs, isn't it?"Anson nodded while taking off his sword belt and his coat. "I never used it so far." They're not bad at all once you get rid of the fancy gold inlays. Let us get started, shall we?"They faced off. Anson found out quickly that his footwork was rubbish – a small wonder given his leg injury. That was to be expected. He also found out that the rest of his fencing was equally inadequate. In as many. Jim explained that “since the promotion they had had more time for us...well sex, to be truthful that he had a fantasy for being cuckolded, and Pam had agreed to it as long as it caused no problems!” Molly confirmed that it would probably cause no problems, but only if they were open in all things “but that in her experience she would rather swap, as it kept things equal and if they didn’t mind, if they wanted her and Fred, they both fancied them and would be happy to swap! They had been. 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 guessing you've met Meredith?"He nodded. "She's ... devout, I'll give her that." The way he said devout, it sounded like 'crazy'. I couldn't disagree.Irving's frown deepened. I sighed..