<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Yakari Aeide</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/e502d570-9e84-4133-bfed-cd10f89cd1f5_zpsb0fae3ac.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Yakari had to admit that Amena had pushed this game to a new level. And as much as he would have liked it to watch her pleasing herself, he wanted to teach her a lesson. You always had to be careful what demons you call. He had absolutely no intention to leave and he wasn't disappointed, more the contrary, he found her new openess and her williness to tease him very tempting. But he was curious how she would react, if she believed that he was pissed and believed her telling the truth about the other men.<br/><br/>He rolled away from her and sat up with his legs dangling form the bed, grabbing his clothes. <br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You are right, I am far too bad for enjoying your company. I think I better go practicing a little bit myself too. Some maids are probably happy to accept an unskilled young knight like me. I can't even make you have a good time, that is clearly disappointing. I guess I should sleep alone until I am so skilled that I can satisfy the needs of my wife. I can't make you suffer by my unskilled attempts to please you. Thank you, Amena, that you opened my eyes... I should have thought of it before I jumped into that marriage. I must be quite the disappointment for you..."</span><br/> <br/>He had to fight hard not to burst out laughing, but luckily he was turning his back to Amena and she couldn't see his face muscles working hard to keep him telling this words in a sad tone. It was nearly impossible, but somehow he managed.</div>