Some of your letter I didn't understand. Remember I'm a fifteen year old pregnant girl who never took a single high school class. High level multi-dim...nsional physics is not exactly something I'm good at. Ask me to point out the best route to drive a tank and I can do that with no problem, but the concepts you are writing about might as well be Arabic or Chinese. I'm just glad that the computers of the Confederacy are powerful enough to solve the equations required to navigate in space. If you. She started to walk again, avoiding the rest of the wires until she reached the sandbag wall at the end of them. Laura ran her hand along the soggy hessian of the sandbags. She felt the cobwebs stick to her hand as she moved along. A foul smell began to flood her nostrils as she went deeper into the tunnels. Bones began to crack underneath her footsteps, causing her to hesitate slightly as she faced a wall of darkness. She took a deep breath before she moved forward with one hand firmly on her. Soon enough, I couldn’t resist the lure of her nipples. She doesn’t have big breasts (just perfect ones) but her nipples were very sensitive, and while my lips were enjoying the taste, my hand was migrating south. Actually, as I think about it, that was true literally as well as metaphorically ... Anyway, she pulled my head up, saying;“Never mind the fancy stuff, I want you in me, holding me and kissing me ... please.”When there’s only about three feet clearance between bed and the deckhead. Leliana looked at us suspiciously, breaking out into a full smile when she saw me grinning; Aedan refused to make eye contact, and Wynne greeted us absent-mindedly, her nose still in her book. Zevran was across the room talking to someone, nodding as the other man gestured. He was tall, at least by comparison to the elf, but his features were obscured by a hood. Zevran was the only one in armour; everyone else wore simple clothing. I shrugged and sat, Alistair on one side, a gap and then Aedan.