They would both crash out on the floor in my room. On a typical weekend, we'd go hiking, do some drinking/smoking, play video games and laugh our ass...s off. My friend would always go to sleep early as he always woke up at 4 am to go to work. His girlfriend didn't like waking him up when it was time to go to bed so she began sleeping in my bed next to me. He was well aware that she was and always told him that I was a good snuggle buddy. He didn't seem to mind too much. One night after a. Her straight blonde hair fell just short of her shoulders.I knew what she was doing on Party Row, maybe even more than she knew. She looked kind of lost, uncertain, a marked contrast to the women who usually were there. They were brassy, confident, dressed with some sizzle, not like Lil' Miss Soccer Mom.I sat there and watched. She didn't go up to trucks and knock on the door, ask if the driver wanted a 'date' or some company. A few guys flashed their headlights to attract her attention but she. She told me to get relief she would not fight the hood. I got the hood on and tightened it up with the gag as tight as I could pump it up. I put a bra and some panties on her then a single arm sleeve that I laced up so that her elbows touched. Picked up some straps and led her around the house she followed and then I got her cape from the closet she moved around like she was trying to shake it off of course it would not come off. Then she started trying to speak so I gave the gag a few more. You yourself commissioned assassins once or twice to put men and women to death whenever it suited the realm, and you stood by while Ned Stark was beheaded, because such would better serve the realm that way. Sometimes, one must be ruthless to serve the greater good. It is sad that these people died, to be sure, some of them could well have been friends of mine, some even kindred, yet their deaths worked toward the good of all Westeros,” Jarrad gave Varys his own counsel.“I could ... understand.