I closed the door behind me and tried to decide between squealing for joy like a school girl, or trying to find a quick exit out the window. Instead I...leaned back against the wall in the small bathroom and looked at myself. I was in your house, in your bathroom, finally after a year of talking and dreaming and wanting, I was here, and I was scared to death, but I was even more excited. I grinned at myself and turned to start the shower, as the water warmed up I started through my bag, I pulled. Who wouldn't want to hang in Hawaii through the summer? When Heidi finally returned in August if Clara were still around the situation might get dicey. He'd somehow handle that when and if the time came. But now here was Heidi back, months before he'd expected. Then he realized: the situation couldn't have worked out any better if he'd plotted it for a Creative Writing story. Let them fight it out. He was entirely happy whichever way it went. The extremity of his engorged penis gave testimony. We fought often cause she always got her way, but what can you do about it?"I checked his room earlier and he wasn't there. That little bastard needs to hurry up wherever he is and get home." Mom, my 55 year old mom looked very good for having a couple of kids and living almost constantly moving. She was a bit thick but in all the right places in my mind. Had a big wide ass that would be perfect to grab onto and pound away at all night. And her saggy but full tits swaying in her loose top that. My interpreter is from the island of Naath. The commander of my Unsullied is from the Summer Islands. I have already made a pact with your niece, Yara Greyjoy, while you made one, a treasonous one, with Cersei Lannister.“I also took a husband already, so you are out of luck, milord. His name is Jon Snow, he’s my nephew on his father’s side, he’s a Stark on his mother’s side, he was King in the North, but he’s also the rightful Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, as well as being my husband. I intend to.