“Just to be safe, I’m taking you back with us. I won’t take any chances with you, babe. You’re my wife, after all! Oh, yes, in case you missed...it, this is my wife, Margaery Tyrell, thrice widowed former Queen of Westeros. That’s this kingdom that you just visited! Someone wants her dead, and until I can find out why, I have to make sure to keep her safe! Which means with me!” I introduced Margaery, who didn’t seem too upset with me right then.Well, given that I had just rescued her from death,. I again asked him about the present he wanted.He looked towards me, I could see he was tensed, and said," mum promise me that you will not get angry with me." I told him not to be silly, im not going to get angry.He continued," mum you are the most important person in my life. You have given me everything and gone with out yourself. You where always there if I needed you."I said I also loved him. He said," I have learnt about many things in school like d**gs, sex and other things."I couldn't. My thoughts:I wouldn’t be doing it for him – it’d be for Joy in the form of training. Joy has to be a whore to learn respect and humility. Getting compliments and pickup lines from a potential client isn’t teaching her anything.I carefully move a little closer so I can hear what he’s saying. I’m careful because I don’t want to spook him. I may have read the situation all wrong and moving in could cost Joy a client. Of course I’d have to punish her for letting one slip away but I know a part of. The restaurant was nicer than she had ever been in, I was informed. Her manners were good and she was feeling much better about herself. Of course I got invited “in” for dessert. In the afterglow of the third good piece in eight hours, I was wondering what I could do for this needy young woman.I was almost graduated with a software engineering degree. Not much money at the moment but some great job offers on the table already. All would require relocation. Most would even pay for that.Connie.