"Whoa!" I gasped breathlessly, "that's enough - Jesus - !"He gave the adjustable an extra turn so that the serrated jaws gripped tightly enough for me...to gasp for breath. The protruding tip of my nipple turned purple. He pinched my left nipple and twisted it fiercely between finger and thumb, then clicked the molegrips into place so that they were even tighter than the adjustable spanner dangling its horrendous weight from my other nipple. The tools gripped hard and swung brutally under their. " Now, who was he to argue with his Swedish Goddess, especially when she started to slowly undress him. She gently kissed his lips then moved down his throat where she pulled off his coat and then began to undo his shirt. With each bit of exposed chest she uncovered, she kissed his hairy skin. She untucked his shirt and pulled it down so that she had his arms trapped. She then proceeded to bite each nipple so he winced with pain and pleasure. She wasn’t sure about his hairy body at first, but. He froze and went limp."What are you doing, Sal?" I am shooting your parents' attackers. Two are still wounded and one is now dead. The rest ducked under cover. Now, let's prepare for a fight and go over, slowly, to your parents' house. Okay?" Okay."We all moved slowly over toward Rob's parents' house. We stayed well out in the open preventing anyone from shooting without showing themselves. When we got close, I suggested to Rob that he call out to his parents."Mom! Dad! It's Rob. Are you. I didn’t know that any Reynes were left, bastard or not! Wasn’t that the point to the ‘Rains of Castamere’?” Ser Jorah agreed now.“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.