Sorins soft skin brushes against my arm once more, as we 'discuss' the Olim and Terran conflict.
She prefers to stay close to me as I read the scrolls on the table.
I believe this to be a sort of assessment of my mental fortitude.
Her creamy legs rub against mine as she leans in and reads along with me.
The strength of her muscles can be felt with every graze against those fit thighs, and monstrous calves.
"I don't believe the Boone empire is at war with the Olim empire".
I respond to her question, about the brief history of the war with the Olims.
She asked me how long I calculate they have been at war, since the scroll is two hundred years old.
"Why would you say that"? She asks.
"This text states that the war has been raging for over seven hundred years, yet no kingdom or empire has ever benefited or expanded from prolonged warfare".
