Our efforts gradually become more urgent, our breathing more passionate. Under your robe I discover you’re wearing a matching sheer silk top and pan...ies, a sexy garter, hose, and mid rise heels. You help me out of my clothes,invite me to the bedroom and I slowly remove yours. Soaking in a bath of warm water on thebedside table are several bottles of scented massage oil. I smile, as I too have some surprises and plan to introduce them as the night wears on. You lay me face down and start working. As I lay back, I must have dozed off as I woke up when the train hit a bump and found I had shuffled down and my skirt had riden up. My black blouse stretched tightly across my large breasts in my lacy pink bra, the edge showing at the cleavage in a mildly obscene way. The sight of myself brought the heat back to my pussy and I realised that with hours to go, I could easily take care of the problem and enjoy the rest of my journey thinking about it.As I tipped back my head and thought about how. The Red Wedding is avenged. The North Remembers. The Starks send their regards. Winter is here for you now. Now, die, you faithless dog!” I finished the job by severing his head with my cutlass.I laughed wickedly as the life left Ramsay Bolton before everyone’s eyes. I gestured for Myranda while Sansa and Theon stood in front of me, shaking in their boots. I licked my lips for a little more blood and then kissed Myranda before starting to glamor her.“Myranda, look at me. You now serve Theon. .. snort ... that I didn't ... choke ... tell you before. Now, ... sniff ... you feel you have to ... put up with me ... sigh ... or tell me ... choke ... to leave."I kept saying, "Claire, what you did doesn't make any difference to us. We aren't obligated to put up with you. We love you, and we're not going to make you leave us; we want you with us all the time. You could be doing porno movies and hustling today, and we'd still love you. Heck, we'd all probably want to join you."She sniffed a.