.." Too much? I'm sorry if I-"I interrupted. "No. It was wonderful. I like commanding Alistair. It just seems like something Zev would have encouraged...." Not exactly. I mean, he never stops talking about sex, and he's certainly mentioned the utility of massage in love-making enough times, but ... I guess I'd sort of been day dreaming about what I would do with you if I ever got the chance. Call it payback for that day, in Denerim, when you teased me for so long..."I giggled. "If that's all it. Debby asked to go in, she was thirsty, and wanted a drink. Well, that was cool. I mean, like I said, booze tended to lower her already almost nonexistent inhibitions. Two drinks made her want to fuck. Three, and she’d be ready to take on the Michigan State Wolverines. And four! She’d take on a pack of real wolverines! A cheap date. I figured that with a couple of drinks in her Debby’d be in the mood for anything I wanted to do to her later. So, I shrugged and opened the door.Inside, a large. If Kim was beautiful, Heather was stunningly gorgeous. Every aspect of her, taken singularly or in combination with the other features, was divine. Faith loved watching her muscles straining with each new exercise. She loved the way her body glistened in the sunlight from her exertions. She loved the way her hair billowed out behind her as she ran. And she loved the way the full, firm breasts bobbed and swayed as she moved.On Heather’s second day of captivity, Jane had instructed Faith to shave. Without one. I had discovered, only recently, that Prel had been shipwrecked by the storm that had wracked our camp so many months ago.“Prel have family? Woman? Jasku?” I’d asked, more than once, curious as to why he seemed in no hurry to return home. Each time he’d answered with a shake of his head, smiling as he tapped the tip of one razor sharp claw against my forehead.“So many questions, Vaha, make Prel tired,” he’d yawn, before leaving abruptly, disappearing for several hours at a time.