.." "Of course, something for the missus, I'm sure." "In a way, yes, only she's not my missus." "You looking at dildos for another man's wife?" He rai...ed his coffee cup and blew off some steam. "Whatever." He sipped. "I was sent here by a woman, that's what I mean. Not to buy her a dildo. But to--" "A dare, right? You're not the first guy here on a dare." I scurried over to the counter so he wouldn't have to talk so loud."Take a breath, dude," he said. "I'm not your mom or your priest or your. The danger is a minor portion of what draws her. There is something about being in a life and death situation that ignites the spirit, after all. What she desires the most is to learn more spells, and to gain greater knowledge and understanding of her abilities. She feels, and is, limited in what she can do here. Whereas, in the Realms, she can reach new heights and become so much more. She also felt more alive there.Eventually, Tom approaches her about the feeling of “wrongness” that radiates. Nathaniel shook his hand, and then turned to us.“This is-”“Seneschal Varel,” I breathed, interrupting Nathaniel and earning myself a grin from the normally taciturn nobleman, and a confused frown from poor Varel.“As ever, the lady is correct. Varel, these are the Wardens and their companions I mentioned.”He introduced each of us in turn, and we all exchanged brief Warden greetings or handshakes – except for Alistair and me. Varel dropped to one knee in front of us, calling both of us ‘your. I couldn't help it. I don't ever remember feeling this way about any girl. I climbed back into bed next to her and put my mouth back on her nipples and my hand back on her crotch and just squeezed her mound ever so gently.She opened her eyes and looked at me. I leaned forward and put my lips to hers as I sank two finger into her pussy. She kept pumping her mound against my fingers trying to get them in even deeper. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and asked her to get on top of me while I.