.”“Pee?”“Umm ... yeah.”“You first. I’ll follow.”I moved the sheet off us, then climbed onto him and stretched out.“Mmm-mmmmm.”“Y...u’re pressing on my bladder, which is something that I don’t need.”I grinned at him, then made my way to the bathroom.We showered together until the water began turning cool. I dried him; he returned the favor. He helped me change the sheets.Dad was brushing my hair out in the kitchen when the “women” returned a bit before 10. As we had all agreed, they didn’t ask. He looked into those gorgeous brown eyes. Then she smiled that smile of hers. The one that made her face more beautiful to him than any other person on earth. The exact thing he's been trying to tell her since the night of the fire but never gets the chance to say. He tries, but his words always come out sounding different to her than he means them. He wanted to tell her right now how he felt, but he kept silent.Kat stroked her fingertips along his ribcage and down to his hip and back a few. “It’s also quite evident that the Mountain should be inducted into the Night’s Watch and forced to fight the Dead with his dying breath. Think what use we might make of him, and if he should betray us, well, he can still serve as dragon fodder. Though with Qyburn’s experiments, he could well be poisonous to even them. I don’t believe that my Queen here would appreciate that,” Jon was quick to amend his remarks about the Mountain for fear that he wouldn’t be safe dragon food.“I have to say that. That changed in the spring, and Steve and Sally suspected that Len had been a little indiscreet about their swinging lifestyle.Then one warmish night mid-April, Rita had been ready to leave at the end of the evening at the same time as Steve and Sally. She walked with them to their front gate. As the relationship between Sally and Rita had warmed in the last few months, it seemed impossible not to invite her in for a drink. She needed no persuasion.They settled on the sofa, and while Steve.