Gentle. Soft. Nice. And even after ten or so strokes, it was a warm tingle, a pleasant warming sensation. The swings started getting harder. I started...yelping a little. OK, this was not so nice. Ah. Ah. Ow. Ow. My thighs and bottom were certainly stinging now. I don't know, maybe thirty strokes or so, and then a respite. Whew. I figured it was over. I heard a rustling, a crinkling sound. Ah... a condom wrapper. A gentle hand on my bottom. Rubbing, caressing. Nice. Slowly, and ever-so-carefully. “Belim. Melique. Come here.”He waited until the two reached him. “Hedleddy and Barent were sent to the smithy to get some nails. They seem to be taking their time about it. Go tell them to hurry up.”“Yes, sir,” Melique responded with a nod. She and Kyd Belim took off at a trot towards the south.He looked at the map he’d drawn the day before. It wasn’t terribly accurate but he hadn’t thought it needed to be.There were only two main roads in Hasp. One ran east-west and the other north-south; both. It was all over before we managed to say much of anything. Personally I think he was just letting off steam over something else." Ok, then, what about—?" Look, Alice, I appreciate the concern, but you've got to stop focusing so much on a few silly rumors. It always sounds much more exciting than it really is. There really are reasonable explanations for all the stories you hear, and nothing is as sexy as you think it is. Now, can we just focus on the lab and forget about all this nonsense?" She. Or at least I thought that was the kind of guy I wanted.Among his other endearing qualities, he was unfailingly gentlemanly, at least to me. Arrogant? Yes. Full of himself? Definitely.Yet from the first moment I lay eyes on him, I was in heat. I just knew I had to have him. It was a birthday party for someone we both knew. That is to say, I was new to the area and tagging along with my friend Bretlynn.I remember the instant his charm took hold of me. He was standing around, talking with some.