The people at the restaurant saw me at the dumpster and chased me away before I could find anything to eat. I hid around the corner waiting for them t...o go back inside so I could try again. I was so hungry my stomach was hurting so I took the chance. It was good that I did. One of the women came out and left a box by the dumpster. She called out saying she hoped I was still there and that the box was for me. Inside the box were 2 sandwiches, 2 apples, and a bottle of water. I ate the sandwiches. Viola! The stick could function as the piston of a fire starter. The diesel effect of the piston rapidly compressing the air could heat the air hot enough to set off the blasting powder, at least I hoped so.I would have to do some experimenting to get the dimensions perfected, but that would have to wait until after this war was won. It was a cinch that Hippolyte and I would not survive if we lost the war with the mercenaries! Well, I would worry about that later.At this point, the mercenaries. And Aedan at least generally knew his way around Denerim. Once satisfied, he bought me a new dagger from Gorim's stock, as an excuse for us spending so much time standing there, and then we left.It was still early, so we dropped into Wade's shop and picked up our repaired and newly made armour. Wade preened under the effusive praise as Aedan, Zev, and Alistair put on their new, fancy armour, and I had to admit it all looked quite impressive. Aedan paid for the spare pants for Leli, deciding. I pulled up the picture of your cock on my lap-top. I imagined lying on a bed with you straddling my body, pumping your cock as I watch. I imagined you moving closer to me so that, finally, the tip of your cock just reached my lips as you stroked yourself.I was getting wet. I knew it because I felt it with a finger. I didn't leave a hand in my panties because I wanted the first picture to be real. To be a picture of the panties, naturally wet. Like they'll get some day when I see you in.