"Oh, has my big brother been a naughty boy and spent the night with his girlfriend? I hope you made him sleep on the couch Sarah," she teased."Certain...y not Jenny. Did you think I would pass up the chance to cuddle a teddy bear in bed?" I was glad Sarah could respond in kind to Jenny's remark."Where's mother?" I mouthed silently in case she was within earshot. I expected her to be getting ready for church at this time."They're both in their bedroom," Jenny replied, still smiling. "They came. “You have no reserves coming to you, ser. Nor provisions, for that matter. The rest of your garrisons have already yielded to the Unsullied and the Dothraki. The Stormlands are swept clean of your Lannister filth, one by one, and are well rid of them. I’m not Mace Tyrell. I won’t sit idly by and eat and drink my way to fatness and sloth while investing this holdfast.“There is no Onion Knight coming to save you, either. He’s the Onion Lord now, and he’s on MY SIDE! Every day that you are under. What changed your mind?"Why was she probing like this? Why can't she just leave it alone?"Why do you need to know?" I asked."I don't need to know," Mom replied. "But your behavior has suddenly changed. You were proud of the fact that you never let anyone touch you, and now I find you, as you put it, with cum all over you. It's a surprise, and I want to make sure that everything is OK."If you had been dating someone seriously, and it turned to sex, I wouldn't have batted an eyelash; I never. Nobody cares what you do for fun, okay? I had no idea you would be drop-dead gorgeous, but I keep hearing Whitney Houston likes girls too, and she's as gorgeous as you are. Nobody cares, hon', but you don't want them all eavesdropping on you, right? Now, I didn't mean to embarrass you."Her use of the word 'hon' had a marvelous affect on Laura, reminding her of Trina, and she smiled, feeling most of the horrific hot blush recede from her face and neck, though her skin still tingled from the.