She’d divorced her husband a few months earlier, and had only moved into the area in the last few weeks. She apologised for disturbing me, glancing ...t the bulge in my trousers and no doubt guessing what I’d been up to, before asking if she could impose on me for a while to help her put up some new blinds in her bedroom. I said my DIY skills weren’t up to much, but I’d give it a go. We walked round to her house and upstairs to her room, which was cluttered with boxes and had a small step ladder. Tom had to use all of his willpower to stop himself from exploding. ‘Hey I still need help too.’ The sound of Seven’s voice made Tom remember that she was in the room too. ‘Then get over here,’ Tom told Seven while Janeway was giving him a fantastic hand job. Seven walked over to Tom and brought her lips to his. Seven’s tongue went all throughout Tom mouth. I wonder why Seven is still like this? Tom thought. She seemed cured after I fucked her, what brought this relapse? Nonetheless, Tom was. The entrance was a trapdoor not far from the chimney. The shelves of the pantry were completely empty except for two empty pickling barrels but the potential storage was more than enough room to store food for a long winter.She didn't let him forget that oversight either, reminding him in her colorful fashion that a blind, buggered idiot could have found the hole. The elfish idea of the marital pledge had great exceptions by Pardin's reckoning. By the pledge he had committed her to accept by. I run downstairs and open the door. You’re on my doorstep, smiling at me. You’re wearing a grey skirt and a light blue shirt. I look down at my pajama pants and white shirt, and you laugh. You step inside and I close the door behind you. We stand behind the door, looking at each other in silence. I turn my gaze to the floor, not sure what to say. You hold out your hand, and I smile and take it. You pull me in close.“You okay?” you ask.“Mhm.”“You’re shaking.”“Sorry. Yeah, I’m okay.”“You sure you.