In any event I was turning into the university’s personal lab rat and needed a break. Most who attend here would probably have chosen Oxford or the ...Sorbonne—I was offered those opportunities—I chose the Marine Corps. And that’s probably more than Moira wanted to know.’ ‘Not at all, yours is not the typical story around here. I can’t remember the last time I heard anyone mention the military in a favorable light and ROTC was kicked out long before I got here.’ ‘My actions certainly raised some. He laughed and said oh you know just old guy magazines I had at home since my wife passed. I asked if I could see them, he laughed again and said as long as I don't tell anyone. After my promise he pulled a couple Penthouse, one Playboy and one Hustler magazines out from his desk drawer. I pulled the Playboy out and looked at the women inside, commenting on not liking the fake boobs which he agreed with. Then I grabbed the Penthouse and asked him do you read the stories? He said yes he’s read. We let the blonde hug the toilet as Alyson led me into the bedroom by my belt buckle.She already had her assortment of restraints, lubes and toys out, apparently expecting a party when we came back. We hopped up onto the bed and she ripped my shirt over my head. She kissed down my pecs and abs as i pulled her top off and undid her bra, letting her beautiful tits pop out. As she undid my belt, I pulled her hair back roughly making her moan. She yanked down my pants and boxers in one motion and. Wow, that sounds sort of ... Wife. Wiiife. Yeah, that's going to take some getting used to."I giggled and pulled him in for another kiss. When I finally looked up, everyone was smiling at us; Duncan's and Aedan's eyes were suspiciously bright, and Leliana and Solona had each shed a couple of tears. Anders' jaw was clenched, looking jealous and forlorn; I couldn't bring myself to be sorry for him at that moment.Aedan pulled me away from Alistair – my betrothed, and how weird is that – to grab me.