"Well that figures," he muttered, trying to reach the zipper. The secondthing he noticed, was the woman sitting at her vanity, staring at himwith the ...ost horrified look he'd ever seen. He started to wave his handsaround, saying things like, "It's not what you think," or "I canexplain," until she began screaming pervert at the top of her lungs.Once he realized his excuses weren't getting through, he made a break forit, and jetted out the door of the apartment. He found that running downthe. ” I crooked my fingers in his direction, threatening his ribs, and he shifted uncomfortably.“You’re wasting your time. A Crow does not crack under torture. A Crow-”I darted my hand in, finding his vulnerable waist through the thin cloth of his tunic, and squeezed; he squealed in a less-than-manly fashion, and Aedan and I cracked up completely.“Fine, fine. I shall give you a hint and see if you can guess. Fereldan, noble, attractive in a broody sort of way.”I considered, but then shook my head,. Before the affair our lives were great and sex with my husband was amazing he always attended to my needs and my son was born out of love so you can understand why I’m so hurt,It all started when we use to get together as a group of friends every weekendWe would all meet up and go out for a drink and a meal together,I did not suspect what my husband was getting up too with one of our friends I always thought he never wanted anyone other than me I was good looking and looked after myself always. "Today was one of them, but it was a good day. Productive." Sorry Ramon, you were just preempted, Flint thought. "What are you wearing under that diaphanous gown?" Nothing," Darla said and put a drink in front of him. "It is diaphanous, isn't it?" Like a spiders web," he said."Uh-uh, it isn't sticky like a spider's web." She sipped from her drink and leaned on the bar with her elbows, cupping the drink in her hands. "With the slightest effort, it would slide off my body." I misspoke," he said.