I have to pull up the remaining weeds of the Sparrow infestation, cut them out root and stem, my dear Queen. For the night is dark and full of terrors... but the fire burns them all away,” I quoted Melisandre for obvious reasons.“You really are a devotee of R’hllor, the Lord of Light! Are you an actual Red Priest? Or just a zealous true believer? It explains a lot, in fact!” Margaery told me, “though I have enough troubles. A lot of the smallfolk, and even some of the nobles and knights call me. I didn't want my friends seeing tags from her, after all. I wasrelieved, then, to see that she'd set me as the only person who couldsee the photo.The relief was short-lived, however, when I looked at the photo. Iprobably wished that I hadn't.It was a photo of her timestamped to September, standing with a friendpulling faces. That wouldn't be a big deal on its own. The big deal wasthat the photo was clearly taken at school, and she was clearly wearingher uniform.I looked down to the tags, noting. “Sam, I guess I sort of understand, but like you, I see this whole situation as kind of a real tough nut. On the one hand there’s the two of them. They did you wrong. But Sam, love is a weird ass thing, It can come and go without any rhyme or reason.“Her husband’s an okay guy, actually a good guy. But, he did steal her from you and that was and is reprehensible. On the other hand there’s you, a genuine American hero. You deserve a whole lot better than you’ve so far gotten, and that’s deserve,. She knew deep down inside her gut that he was a total washout as far as a lasting relationship was concerned. Still, she had needed his long, hard cock badly and the fact that he was a little rough about it was right up her alley for helping her to get off repeatedly those times that he was hitting bottom inside one of her openings.It should have been obvious that he was one of those macho territorial types that act like they are the sole owner after having poked a willing female a single time..