I'm subtly invading her space bytaking small liberties, to see how she responds to accepting maleattention. Pretty well--nervous but unflinching. Sh...'s got a decentass. Boyish, as is the norm with these skinny chicks. But reasonablypert, insofar as I can tell.In my dimly-lit office, I lead her by the hand to my deeply-cushionedsofa, pour myself a long and strong drink, and offer her one, beforejoining her at the far end of the sofa. Two Sapphire and tonics.It's helpful that a candidate. So Cersei climbed slowly but surely hand by hand and inch by inch until she was at the very top of the wall and made hurriedly for the refuge of the dilapidated stone guard post. Only one corner of the structure was still fully intact the rest had been beaten down over the centuries and had perished in some places and completely eroded in others. The only sign of activity was the weak fire in the centre of the post. The trembling flames spread their flickering light across to the one intact. His must be very overactive to find something attractive about me. I set out of the shop with my bottles clinking softly against my shins, heading for mums tiny council flat, right in the middle of one of the scummiest estates around.I take a deep breath as I turn my key in the lock, I don’t know why I’m nervous, any situation I find inside can be immediately calmed with the glass bottles I hold in my aching left hand. I close the door behind me and take of my shoes and coat quietly. Stepping. They were small with puffy nipples and hardly an A cup size, but what she lacked in breasts she made up for with her ass and she knew it. She loved to thin tight stretch pants that made it obvious that she only wore things. This way even when a guy checked out her small breasts in passing when they turned around to get a look at her ass their mouths would always drop.After removing her towel and checking out her body she laid down on the floor in front of the mirror spread her legs to show.