One end of the wire plugged into the accessory outlet, what used to be called the cigarette lighter. It powered the pump which could be used in an eme...rgency to inflate a flat tire. The example was to pump it up so that one didn't have to change the tire on a some dark lonely road. If it weren't for the power problem, I would never have noticed the pump. I could simply buy something like it and cut off the appliance. I could put an end on it which would accept one of my charging devices. My. If I wasn’t there, she’d leave a cute note on the door in the carport. The notes were always a little flirty. She’d address it to the ‘cute one’, or “Stud”, or ‘The big Man of the House”, with a notation that she’d stopped over. I knew she was in-experienced because she always engaged me in some manner of conversations regarding sex. These conversations we had were usually very specific on her part. ‘Do all men like big boobs?’ Do all men like smooth, shaved legs? Do men mind if the woman is. ” Ranveng conceded. “But when she displayed her Adept powers, his men turned against her right there.”“What Adept powers?” Rorik interrupted.The Shield-maiden smiled and froze her husband’s feet to the floor.“What’s this?” He frowned, struggling.“My Adept powers. One anyway.” Sygraid laughed.“Wife!” He growled. “Release me!”Sygraid blinked. “I’m not sure I can. Hold.”She furrowed her brow, and Rorik’s feet came unstuck.“No more of that!” He warned, plopping an enormous tankard in front of. Once he made the decision to go, he was anxious to leave. Slipping out of bed without waking Sarah was no easy feat, but he made it. Standing at the door, jeans and boots in hand, he watched her sleep. With everything that was going on, he really hadn't had the time to explore his feelings for her. He knew he liked her, and there was no doubt about the chemistry. He wasn't wild about the whole Master/Slave thing, although if she was serious, he could see the benefits for him. He knew they.