I feel my fingers curve slightly and explore my warm silky caressing depths. It feels so warm, and smooth. My fingers seem to set of nerve ending afte...r nerve ending. We are pleasuring ourselves together. The fact that we are doing this while on the phone only adds to the erotic nature of what we are doing. ‘Who is this woman who I am becoming…. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhh’ as my tension releases around my pistoning, wet fingers. My hips undulate as my orgasm peaks, and my fingers. ’ ‘H-how do you know? It must have been away from Washington?’ ‘I have some photographs that seem to prove it was Jake Jackal himself.’ ‘Jake Jackal?’ ‘It’s what he calls himself. We don’t know his real identity but Anna got close enough before you met her to learn what his men called him.’ ‘Is that so? Show me the photographs.’ The photograph of the big knife that had smashed through Anna’s back to pierce through to Anna’s heart was gruesome enough. The murder took place at a bus station. The. “It’s a joke. Once he’s safely contained,” I corrected. “Don’t worry.”We finally made it to the top of the tower, and the Architect was left tied up on a makeshift bedroll in a small storage closet; Jowan brought me a chair to sit on outside the door, and I collapsed into it gratefully. That’s where I was – with Alistair holding my hand and Loghain eyeing me speculatively – when Avernus shuffled into the room from his lab.I was shocked at the ancient mage’s appearance when he came through the. Mistress walked back to the corner where she’d gotten my snack bucket and the rain boots from earlier. I heard her rustling around in the shadows for a minute and then she came back to where I was kneeing. ‘Sit up on your knees,’ she said and I did. In one hand she was holding the ashtray which now held four cigarette butts and their ashes. In her other hand she was holding a white, latex hood, completely smooth except for two holes where my nostrils would be once it was on my.