“But there’s still a bunch of sentient darkspawn out there somewhere – presumably they’re responsible for the attacks here and the city – an...d the Architect. I don’t even know where to start with dealing with all that.”She patted my hand. “I trust you – and the Commanders. You’ll figure it out.” She looked down at Faren’s sleeping face, his beard scraggly and unkempt, his hair getting long and unruly; her expression was wistful, a strange mix of longing and affection that surprised me given how. Personally, I could empathize. I was trying to figure out a few things myself. Why had I roped myself into all the stuff I'd planned for the coming weekend?I guess I was trying to do a favor for Adam, in return for all the things he'd done for me the previous week. But was it too much? Could it all possibly work? Why was I doing so many things I'd sworn never again to do? Was I doing it for him or for me?Why couldn't things with Adam be simple, as they were with Pietre? Because Pietre and I had. " Sometimes we do, but if we're going to be in the water in a bit we don't want to load ourselves down." Well, true." She smiled at the waiter when he brought their iced tea. "As I was getting ready I was thinking," she said as she took a sip. "I don't know that much about baseball."He shrugged. "What's there to say? It's a strange game. It looks organized, and yet we call plays. And other times..." His voice trailed off. "Baseball is fun, and it has a lot more thinking than, say, basketball.. He kissed it. He licked and sucked on it. She mooed her feelings as he worked her to her first orgasm, small though the first one was.He pulled her down on the floor beside him. Pushing his knee between her legs he spread her wide enough to mount her. He slid into her easily. He began screwing her slowly. He wanted to enjoy the incredible feeling that this woman's body was capable of delivering."Get with it, big boy," she said. "I need to cum too. Okay!" she said. He began to speed up. Drilling.