With a long-suffering sigh – and several colourful Orlesian curses – Leliana took the proffered envelope and climbed wearily back into her saddle.... It was going to be a bit of a harrowing ride, with darkness already falling and the rain still sheeting down, but the Commie had even tried to suck up to the bard, praising her dedication and ability to ride at night, so it was clearly important.It took much longer than normal to reach the main encampment, as Leliana had had to pick her way through. Her own husband was a bit of wimp and was satisfied with whatever liberty she deigned to distribute at times of marital bliss.Gabrielle or "Gabby" was and had always been a hot-blooded female ready to try anything the first time. The Brazilian consulate in Zagreb was not the most popular of posts for a diplomat and his family but it was several steps above many of the emerging countries with faltering economies and dangerous scenarios. The Ambassador was disturbed that Gabby was virtually. "A cheap fucking club with plastic music for plastic people! And here we are in a cheap fucking hotel with piss on the stairwell, stains on the carpet and a TV that's tuned to only the worst fucking shit that's ever been broadcast. If this is the fucking capital of Techno, you can fucking keep it!" And if you think you can share the same bed as us after this fucking fiasco," said Jane with unnecessary spite, "you've got another thought coming! After all that glitzy mirrored disco ball shit we. I entered and watched as she closed the door and we turned to face each other. There was a silence and she looked at my naked body. I offered, “Marie, I considered putting something on after my shower. For your comfort, but … this weekend, I … I am supposed to remain naked when at the estate.”“No, Michele. You are exactly as I expected you to be. You are beautiful, Michele. I … I decided that … well, knowing that you were … I thought that I should …”I held out my arms to her and she immediately.