She said, "You really are a faggot, aren't you?" I saw how you enjoyed fucking your ass with MY dildo. I also noticed how you was trying to shoot ever... drop of your cum into your willing mouth.She then told me to stand up, she turned me around and wrapped her arms around me, pulling my nipples and stroking my cock head. My ass was facing her and she had her hand between my legs stroking my cock from behind. My cock was so hard I was sure I was going to explode in a second.She sensed it and. "I didn't hear a question."I rolled my eyes dramatically. "What do you think? Is it a good idea?"Tomas considered. "I don't see that it could hurt. The worst that will happen is they ignore you, and Kirkwall remains unchanged."Aedan added, "And if it would help, it seems worth it. She sounds like a real nightmare."Alistair spoke very quietly, "I met her once, I think, in Denerim. You said the red Lyrium is what's going to push her over, but I'm not convinced the push needs to be very big. She's. I would meet him in one of the saloons when he had finished talking to the banker. Jess left, and I went back to talk to the bartender. Business was slow right then, so the bartender had plenty of time to talk to me.I asked how rough the town of Hartly was to police. He said that mostly there was not much going on, except on Saturday night, when the town could get kind of lively. Mostly, all the marshal did was put drunks in a cell to keep them safe until they sobered up. He thought it was a. Every so often, he would take it out and read through the rules and advice it contained, enjoying the thrill that the prospect of further contact with Mistress Erica brought.After a week, though, there had been no contact from Erica. George wondered if he should telephone her but he knew that he would need some business pretext and the more he thought about it the more he felt unable to pick up the telephone. It was during one of his "I'll call her — no I won't — yes, I will — no, I won't".