He told me that he’d read all of Shakespeare’s plays which I thought was impressive. He came in every day for 2 weeks. My friend called him a ‘p...rate hottie’ and noted that his eyes were intense. At the time, he reminded me of my uncle only because he’d seemed so shady but none the less, I liked him and looked forward to my classes. I also remember that he had a certain interest in me… I blushed, remembering, and looked away. Matt gingerly put his fingers underneath my chin and pulled me back. The Dragonborn.”“Ha! You of all people would know, then. All right, I’m writing that in. I’m not sure about the court, but I find that much more probable than Olaf capturing a dragon.”“Yeah, I had to do that already. It’s an incredible pain to do. What’s next?”“Olaf grabbed power, by promise and threat. From Falkreath to Winterhold, they fell to their knees. But Solitude stood strong, Skyrim’s truest protectors. Olaf’s vengeance was instant, inspired and wicked.” He paused again. Strange.. ‘I’ve been ready for this for ages,’ she said, as shestraddled his head.‘No mum please.’ begged Peter as the first dribbles ofwee fell on his chest ‘Arrgh,’ spluttered Peter as hismother pissed all over his face. ‘Drink it darling ifyou’re thirsty. In fact open your mouth or I’ll punishyou even harder!Peter opened his lips and tasted his mother’s piss. Hethought it tasted quite sweet as some went inside hismouth and he. It could be heard all over the house.Dorothy came downstairs, “What’s up. What’s wrong with mom?”Gary put the paper down, “Sounds like she’s sick.”“I don’t know why,” Dorothy said, “she hasn’t been anywhere, and she hasn’t eaten anything”Jessie came out a few seconds later. She scowled at Dorothy and shot daggers at her husband. “You bastard,” she said.He wondered what he’d done.She retreated back into the bathroom and they heard her throwing up again.Melanie had come downstairs and heard it.