I fought my way through the throng until I found my way into the chambers of none other than Balon Greyjoy, the Lord Reaper himself.There stood Ser Br...nn, even as he cut down Balon himself in single combat. That was no shock. Even a self-appointed Ironborn king could not stand against a sellsword of such quality as Ser Bronn after all. I saw Euron as he crept into the same room and prepared to fall upon Ser Bronn. I slashed at Euron with my cutlass and picked up Balon’s sword with my other hand. The hard part was digging all the shit out to get to whatever wasn't eaten by squirrels or mold.We threw on some shitty clothes and started the task. It was roasting that day but Mom had already listed a garage sale next weekend so time was of the essence.The garage was full of all the stuff you might expect ranging from car stuff to clothing, old toys and stacks of magazines and newspapers. We started moving some stuff out to clear a path which would allow us to stay out of the sun as much as. She stood there in her all naked glory, exposed to the hungry eyes of her own son. I thought she looked magnificent. She stood bold and proud, her dark hair hanging luxuriously below her shoulders. Mom was physically spectacular; her breasts were big and hung heavily. She lifted one of her breast to check something in her big round nipple. I felt one palm was not enough to support that huge milk packet! She looked very, very hot with generous hips and her belly was almost flat. My eyes. I am Jim I am 16 yrs old, 6 feet tall muscular body, brown eyes and brown hair, small uncut shaved penis. Steven is 17 he is 5 feet ten inches, chubby body, and brown hair green eyes. We both live in aspen Colorado, I love to snowboard, but Steven is more of an indoor guy. Every morning we walk to school, and every morning I would meet him at his house. But this cold Monday morning wasnt the same. Steven wasnt himself. He barely talked to me on the walk to school and in between classes he.