He always amazed her at sea, seeming to know when the wind would change, walking without touching the safety lines even though the boat could swing wi...dly. His expression was always that relaxed yet vigilant look he got under duress, and it moved her in strange ways. It was as though his masculinity reached out and burrowed under her panties, tickling her clit, making her wild with need. And lately, even when she knew she was pushing him away from something nominally more important, he would. Arya Stark was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen in his life. Without warning, Joffrey Baratheon cracked his belt-whip over Arya Stark’s left tit. She cries out a scream, tears falling faster. Her wedding makeup ran and made a black mess over her face. Through it all though, she never stopped keeping her hand on her cunt, fingers plunging in and out as fast as she could move them.Joffrey didn’t give her a moment to rest, snapping another whip onto her right breast, accidentally licking. "He is quite dead!" Chanthra announced in a loud voice pointing to the Captain on the ground. "Your other men will recover shortly. They have not displeased the Amulets as much as the late Captain did. Perhaps now you will believe that I am consecrated to the Amulets," she finished. Her amulet had faded back to its normal color and had returned inside of her blouse."Where are my regular escort and driver?" Sonsri demanded of the remaining officer, immediately after that."They are being held at. Joe stood and returned the handshake. "No problem. This is my wife; Jennifer." He said as he turned and extended his left hand towards his wife.Jenn stood, extended her hand. "Pleased to meet you." Again; the shadow sounded familiar. What was it about him?"Jenn; honey, this is Raul." He was tall; very tall. Then it hit her. It was Raul; Raul Ramos. She didn't need to hear the rest of what her husband had said about him. She knew it by heart; at least most of it.Raul had been on the college.