"I don't speakthis English language and you insult my heritage in giving me this filth." I'm sorry," he said quickly gathering the menus and returning...with Frenchones.Damn, I wish I'd got the English version. My knowledge of Haute Cuisinewasn't the best in the world.Once our orders had been taken, we settled down to admire the view andlater the food. Stacy smiled as she saw the look on my face as I ate."You like?" Oh yes," I replied, trying not to gush. I was so glad that the school. In a sense he could see it in the way Vivienne had seen it, that’s why he had chosen it. But he knew he could never know it in the way she had known it, not in that private intimate way of her own space. That was hers alone, or hers to share if she chose. A contented smile lit his face while he studied the girl, Eva’s daughter, not his, her lovely presence the offspring of an ancient ritual, a rite of fertility and Eros that had taken place before his own union with her mother. But he had come. Leliana, eyes bright, helped me settle them on the floor on top of my blanket, with my cloak over them to keep them warm. This revealed the sword I had been hiding under the cloak, and I just shrugged as Teagan gave me a strange look. I left it sheathed, but kept it with me. I hugged each of my companions, including an incredulous Sten and a surprised (but pleased) Alistair, begging them to be careful. Then the Chantry doors swung shut and the bars dropped, Theron and I stuck inside and the. She let out a girlish giggle. “You’re not just saying it?”My futa-sister, her cock throbbing hard before her, shook her head. Her tits and dick both swayed as she reached out and cupped our mother’s breasts. I swallowed. I wanted to flee. I didn’t need to see this, but I was rooted to the spot by this taboo energy rippling through the air.They were going to have sex before me. They were going to commit incest. My mother’s wedding ring flashed on her hand as she reached out to cup my.