To finish though,unlike me she did not tie my ankles off to the front chair leg but rather loopedthe tail of the rope about the brace between the legs...and jerked my feet backuntil my toes were off of the floor knotting them tightly in place. She stood up then and brushed her hair back behind her ears as she lookeddown at me. I was already squirming, but she said that she wasn't quite finished.She picked up another long bit of rope and started tying it about my stomachand intertwining it within. ” I wondered what she meant by this, and beginning to think there was a hidden agenda in her questioning. We headed for the nearest Underground station, there we each took the tube to our respective homes. I thought there was definite interest there, but was it platonic? Was she just lonely and wanted a friend, someone with a link to back home. We arranged to meet in the bar below the club, and after a couple of drinks went upstairs where I signed her in as my guest. Once we checked our. After a few moments, he pulled back, reached as if pulling up and fastening his pants, then looked down at her and recited his line, "Call me when you want some more, bitch!" and then turned and walked into the kitchen. His dad helped Amanda up off the couch. "Are you alright?" he asked her. She smiled and nodded, "I'm glad I got to experience how real it would be, even though it was kind of scary" she replied. "Wow, what a performance!" Cris's mom said. "You two had me convinced, and scared.. The room was lavishly decorated, befitting the royal heir. His massive four-poster bed dominated the room, on his nightstand were a chandelier, an ornate cup that he knew used to hold dornish wine and a list his previous self had been working on late last night. On the left of his bed the open balcony door blew a soft breeze his way. From his room in the Red Keep he had a tremendous view not only on the city of Kings Landing below him, but also on the ocean stretching into the distance. A.