You will not concern yourself with Cersei’s intimacy with other men. Or women, for that matter. You will instead take Bernadette here to bed and oft...n. And plenty of other women, too.“Bernadette, look at me. You’re now Ser Jamie’s mistress, his lover, though he will have other women and you will continue to sleep with me, too. You will sleep with other men as I direct you and as Ser Jamie directs you as well. You will serve as Mistress of Whispers, too, and keep a seat on the Small Council. Ser. I help her with her house all the time.She is just a typical older woman,greying black hair and she wears clothes that are not revealing at all, so I can't tell you what her body is like.I was watching football one Sunday when the door bell rang.It was my neighbor.She told me she had water running out from under her kitchen sink.It sounded serious so I went over in my sweat pants and tee shirt.No under wear.There was water on the floor and I fixed the leak.My neighbor was sitting on the kitchen. A lady whose hair literally seemed to be moving flame and whose eyes glowed a shining green was counting some money in one hand as her brown tits jiggled as she fingered her wet pussy deeply much to her pleasure. A nearby crow whose cawing disturbed the night was heat with a blast of energy from the girl's juice soaked hand as muttered disgustedly about stupid birds.And finally the last who quite literally was emerald. Or at least had an emerald skintone. For an moment even Peter thought it was. Still, watching the cycle was not a perfect way of birth control. There'd have been a lot fewer Irishmen if it had been. I decided it was up to God, and since I had done nothing to him lately, perhaps he would do nothing to me. I decided to persevere. How, I had no idea.The big fellow from three days before, Jean-Claude, did. That afternoon Alice wanted to wander around the shops again. I begged off and went back to the Kreid bar. It was early; nobody was there except Fritz, standing behind the.