I felt good with him watching me, photographing me. I felt important. I was vaguely aware that as I danced on the stage, Uncle Bill and his camera s...emed to be getting lower and lower down. He was crouched on the floor, and I realised that what he was actually doing was getting shots up my dress – panty shots in fact. I could also see that his hard-on was even bigger than it had been before. I was so proud of what I had done. An older man, and I had made him stiff – me, just me! And I. Is our very own prisoner. Someone has ... turned them in, as it were. Gave information about the location and the layout of the camp, so that Grey Worm and his forces could seize the place.“Also, word of Gendry’s imminent arrival in the Stormlands has triggered an uprising there against the last Lannister forces garrisoning that kingdom. Several towns and bannermen have now openly declared for Gendry, and thus for you. It’s the Usurper’s last laugh, in a way, even if it came at the cost of the. " Remember what I told you. I can't make you do something you don't wantto do, now, but I think you'll be happier if you listen." I will, Aunt Ellen." *I'll try*, I thought. But maybe once my newgirl hormones got through with my brain, I'd find it hard to rememberand pay attention to Aunt Ellen's warnings about boys and sex. Or tomy own observations of how boys -- Lincoln bison boys, anyway -- actedaround girls.She called Uncle Tyler to the phone and we chatted for a few more minutesbefore. After dinner, we headed home, and we decided that the previous night was just not enough, and that we would spend the night together, again. When we were getting ready for bed, I asked her if she would mind giving me head, which she told me she didn't mind giving head, in fact, she enjoyed it, but she couldn't handle someone cumming in her mouth, or the taste of it. So, she started giving me head, and boy, could that woman give head. After only a few minutes, I had to tell her to back off,.