" Said the stranger. "I was wondering if your parents might like to buy some cookies." Kristine replied, "I'm sorry my parents aren't home, I'm by mys...lf." "Oh ok maybe I can check back later." Thinking that she can't just let this cute girl leave she says "Hey why don't you come in for a bit, it is hot out." Slightly embarrassed for she usually isn't this forward. "My parents won't care if you come in and rest for a bit." "Thanks, your right it is hot and I've been out selling cookies all. .. well, it’s rather disquieting,” the new Grand Maester, Bruno, coughed at this part.“What is disturbing, Grand Maester? What do they do, exactly?” King Jamie now demanded of the Citadel’s hasty pick to take over as their man on the Small Council.One suspected that this was a sacrificial lamb for until a better choice could be found for the post ... after the war was well and truly done. The presence of the new Master of Ships, Prince Trystane Martell of Dorne, made the old fool a bit more. I started to rub it into his butt cheeks. The oil was getting hot as I rubbed it all around his cheeks. By the time, I had finished rubbing the oil into his butt it was down right hot and so were my hands. I saw John clinching his butt cheeks together from the heat that the oil was causing. DeRonda handed me a wet towel and she told me that it was special warming oil and that the water would take the burn from my hands. DeRonda told me that if he had been very bad she would have had me rub a. I’ll never come back. I sprint into the apartment and go to my office. I grab my laptop and a bag. I head into the bedroom and make sure not to look at Carl. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see he’s playing with a limp dick. He’s found one of my vibrators and is fucking himself up the ass. I keep my head down and go to the dresser. I grab as many clothes as I think I can fit in the bag and head out. I get some clothes on and head out the door.I hesitate. This is it. I can’t go back. Where.