Somewhere in those couple of seconds his quick mind put the pieces together. The clock would stop on the incomplete pass, the other team had time for...two or three more plays and were within the twenty yard line. They were a stronger team who seldom failed to score within three plays inside the twenty. He needed to catch the ball, certainly not his forte. It was important, it would essentially end the game and his team would win. He would receive more back slaps and praise. That would make him. “Varys,” Jaime said bluntly, no doubt of it in his mind.“Varys indeed. Thank you, girl. What’s your name?” Cersei insisted.“Ashlyh, Your Grace. I have no surname. I’m a bastard,” she told the Queen.The Lannister Queen’s nerves were still a bit tense because of the Iron Fleet and now equally worried due to Qyburn’s apparent murder. The fact of Varys being present for said event only raised her hackles even more. The fact that he was dead meant only that he couldn’t be questioned or tortured at. . What?* I put my hand down there, and... God.* I don't know what words to use. Played with myself.You did?* Uh huh. I was so horny. I hope you're not mad.Why would I be mad?* Well, I feel guilty about it.You shouldn't.* No?No.* Oh, good. It was quite nice.I bet.* Not as nice as if you were there.Thanks.* No really.Okay. You know what?* What?Thinking about you doing that... it makes me horny.* It does?Yep. I'm umm... getting hard as we speak.* Oh. Well, we should have discussed this before.We. By this point our food was on its way, we began eating, but still occasionally spoke to each other. The night was going so well, it seemed as if nothing could mess it up, when we finished dinner we paid and left, standing outside I began to thi k about what Maxx had said in the restaurant, "Hey, do you want to go down to the beach ?" I asked, he lifted his face with a huge smile on it."Really ? You really want to come down there with me ?" He asked so sweetly."Of course I do, let's go" I told.