She reminded me that she thought I was very thoughtful of others and that it was something that drew her to me in the first place. It was a small cons...lation but I held on to it.My first year in college was an eye-opener. I had to make some decisions about my future and I discovered that it wasn't all as cut-and-dried as I expected. I was having second thoughts about journalism. Not because I wasn't interested but because I was finding so many more other areas of interest. I wouldn't really. I told little dick if he couldn't finish his duties as a man, he needed to go into the other room and get a man that could. He tried one more time to enter me, but it was still too soft. He was still only an inch or so long and the diameter of a fucking pepsi cap! He hung his head and headed to the other bedroom looking for backup, knowing that he had passed up on an opportunity. Possibly his last, to have me. He followed my ready and waiting brother in law back into the room. I told him I had. “She’s an elf. A mage—”He chuckled. “I rather assumed the First Enchanter would be a mage, yes.”I elbowed him in the side, and he laughed again. “Sorry! Sorry. I’m listening.”I sighed. “Alistair ... her name is Fiona.” He stilled, his eyes widening. “She used to be a Grey Warden.”I wasn’t sure what sort of response I’d expected, if I was honest with myself. Shock, apprehension, anger ... none of those were out of the question, but how they would manifest was a different matter. Tears, if it was. "Nah, thanks though. I need to hit the gym again." Oh," she pouted."You know it's so hard for me to say no to you when you act all cute and pouty like that. I need to go or I'll fail."She lit up. "You really think I'm cute?" Duh, you know if you weren't a lesbian, I'd be all over you."Melanie did something I'd never seen her do before, she blushed. "Thanks," she said. "Maybe I'll see you after?" Yeah."Melanie and I headed our separate ways. I couldn't believe I had told her she was cute; I.