. what?”“Why help me? Why not tell everyone? You could have humiliated me in front of my own people and the Prince of Ferelden, but you didn’t. ... haven’t given you much reason to show compassion.”“So you just assumed I’d be vindictive, and what - leave you to freeze to death? Destroy your reputation? I guess I should be proud to disprove your opinion of me.” I turned away again and took another step.“I’m sorry.”I stopped, mouth dropping open in shock. I forced the expression off my face and. "Oh my fucking god ... did I just get propositioned?" I thought to myself."What did you just offer?" I asked her aloud.She bent her head and looked at the floor before saying "I said that I would sleep with you to save my job".I would normally have dismissed any such offer ... but with my recent separation and divorce I was in the midst of a very dry sexual period. I did find her strangely attractive.She waited for me to react."Are you serious?" I finally asked her."Yes" was her quiet reply.I. I broughtthe cigarette back to my lips and took a long, languorous drag. In thestillness of the bathroom I heard a large whooshing sound as I drew the smokedeeply into my lungs.The area immediately under my nipples became painful. My free hand reached upto touch one of them and I felt a small ball of tissue that I knew hadn't beenthere before; they were tender and hurt like hell when I tried to move.The pain I'd felt had now subsided, and I was able to get back some controlback in my free hand.. For the most part, life was good enough.A couple months after we moved in, Dori came back to town. She used to be the bartender at 'The Hut'. She had left about six months earlier for Arizona, with her new girlfriend, and now she had returned alone. Dori had appeared at a mutual friend's party, unannounced. A surprise guest, of sorts and many of us were glad to see her. She was quite popular and a good bartender, too.Dori and I had a history. We spent many hours with each other, her tending bar.