I then traded the crop for the flogger. Not a small flogger by any means. It delivers a hard blow when intended to. I instructed Stephie to watch clos...ly as I showed her how to use the device, going slow and easy at first. I slowly intensified my assault to show Stephie the differences in strokes. I handed her the tool and she began rather awkwardly at first, but then she seemed to get the hang of it, albeit very softly, until she really got the hang of it. I instructed her to include the. “How do you know I’m that good?” Jesus Christ, was I actually trying to talk my way out of this?“You’re an older man,” she said. I was 28. “Adam’s the only man I’ve ever been with. I’m getting tired of boys. I want a man.”So much for my theory as to why we got on in the office.After we’d finished our drinks she suggested we give up on the pub.“Yeah, there’s another place a few minutes down the road which might-““I meant, let’s get some drinks and go back to your place.”-In the off-license I. I guess I better make some coffee, Liz said to herself. Forcing herself out of the bed, she picked up the robe that was brought over last night and went down the stairs to the break-room below.There were two stairways downstairs. One was off of the stripping room downstairs, and the other went down to the break-room where the refrigerator, stove, microwave and pantry were. Liz went down to start the coffee in the break-room. The coffee pot there was older and needed to actually have water and. I got Tate and Moira with me here, don’t I? That’s not so bad at all. Anyone else care to join us? By the way, doesn’t this make Myrcella Queen of Westeros now? She’s my daughter, after all. Of course, that would mean acknowledging her as my bastard or just letting her claim it as my niece. She’s both, of course. My daughter as well as my niece, since her mother was also my sister,” Jamie shrugged, “I wish you well in the wars to come.”“You’re free of those now, aren’t you? As for you,.