How else can my brethren reproduce? I do not have enough Warden blood to administer to every darkspawn, but with one freed Broodmother, entire generat...ons of my kind could be free.”The reproduction issue was one of the reasons I always – in every play through – killed the Architect. Either he’d be allowing his sentient darkspawn to turn women into Broodmothers, or he’d try again and end up with another unstable Mother, and I would never allow that. Not that I was going to tell him that.“I know. “I think so, but I’m not sure about the shuttle, you see any obvious damage on your way over?”“You’re parked on the side of a snowdrift, but beyond that I didn’t see any damage, no.”“Had to set her down quickly, the winds are unpredictable, nearly lost control back there. I figured a controlled crash was better than an uncontrolled one.”“My name’s Schaffer, I suppose you’re here to bring me my groceries?”“That’s right, can’t believe how fast this storm rolled in, one minute I had clear skies. She hitched her skirt higher on her waist and then reached down for the hem, sliding it up and over her hips. She hooked her thumbs into the pantyhose and panties together, pulling them both down to her thighs before she couldn't reach any further.There was no room to bend over, but unfazed, Vicky popped her bare bottom back up on the basin, slipped out of her shoes and lifted her feet off the floor and over the commode. Showing admirable flexibility, she drew her knees up to her chest and then. I could hear the refrigerator door open and then close. In just a few moments, she returned with a glass of ice water, her cigarettes, lighter, and an ashtray.She handed me the water while staring at my cock, which was still hard. She smiled and quipped, “I need a cigarette first, if you don’t mind. We still have all afternoon and I plan to use it all.”“Use it all?” I asked. “All of the afternoon?”She tilted her head as she lit her cigarette with her lighter, “Yes, and all of the cum you have.