“Let go of me!” i said struggling to break away. “I’m joking. I’m joking.” He chuckled. I still wasn’t sure but he let me go. I suddenly...got really dizzy and i fell to the floor. I woke up tied with my hands tied and my legs tied to my bed laying on my stomach. “What the fuck?” i said trying to struggle against the rope. “oh good you’re awake.” i heard Tyler say as i felt a cold piece of metal run up my thigh. “What are you doing let me go!” i Yelled. “I’m fulfilling my. "Sorry," I apologize. "I don't want to spy on you, but I can't stop looking." “That's okay, they are on different profiles on the internet, everyone can see them. I have e-mailed the pics to myself so I don't have to save them on my laptop. But ... you are the only one who now knows which face it belongs to. I start a sentence but do not come out of my words. My neighbor laughs and finishes my sentence and my thoughts. “Yes, it's my cock. And…". I start to stammer again, but recover quickly.. The only solution I had was to smoke weed and hope she would calm down a bit. I just sat there and let her talk, she did try to catch me out a few times but as I said before I always had an answer. But she's not stupid, she'd heard all the rumours about Jason's playing away and she knew he had a reputation with the ladies before she even got with him. Like many before her she was smitten.Some time went by, hours in fact, I was stoned out of my head, very tired and wanted to go to bed but I sat. Being Sam’s concubine beat being her own father’s wife by a sizable margin, too. Craster was as awful a husband as he was a father, after all. She didn’t miss his rancid breath during kissing and worse in the slightest. She’d take pudgy men over smelly ones any day. Especially since Sam nowadays worshiped the old gods, just like her. He had discarded the Faith of the Seven and now prayed at the godswood with her, to the chagrin of many maesters who still favored the Seven.“Anyway, back to.