"Of course...why not Caspiel, first? Then Asmoday." Amara replied, almost raptly as she looked at Alexsandra, a large part of her stirring as she looked at the beautiful general...and thought about how<em>good</em>it would feel to bend her over the desk, and...she shuddered slightly, adding after a moment. "And are you still opposed to...sexual relations? With me, for instance?"