"The dame looks hot. Absolutely delicious. I wonder what it would take to get me a piece of that rear end?" I laugh.

Odin is not amused.

"Oh come on, you can't tell me that you don't look forward to a little action every night with the goddess of passion? Every person under Yggdrasil would trade his eye teeth for just one moment of what you experience every day with that woman."

I lean over closer to Odin. "Between you and me, I'd dump Sigyn for a few minutes with Freyja."

Time passes and I grow tired of the diversion, besides, she's with Heimdall and THAT cannot be good. I've never liked that brute and he has more than once expressed his disatisfaction with me.

"So, now that you have Freyja and Heimdall sitting next to us, how do you propse to exchange the goods?"