The multi-colored beachball hit me square in the face. The shock sent me backwards and the ball rolled down, up over my bust and was caught in the ...20;basket” my bulg- ing breasts, bellie and bent knees had made. I laid there on my back with hands grasping the beachball that lay atop my stomach. “You” I felt peculiar. “jerks?” There was a tingling within my belly. An odd sensation. A slight pressure. I looked to the peaks of my breasts, eyeing the beachball. I. She asked if I wanted to go out for a drink downtown. My brother was at a sleepover with Julia’s best friend and her kids. Naturally, I agreed. I went to take a shower, put on my nicest shirt and sprayed a bunch of cologne on me that Julia had gotten me a while back. I came downstairs and Julia was also ready, she wore a nice green summer dress and some high heels sandals, her hair and make-up looked gorgeous. We got a cab and went out to a nice place, got some dinner and a few drinks.. One of the rejects was good looking enough to be worth a good bonus point, but it was too risky to push against her anger-inducing sexual attitudes. I could've arranged one-on-one sessions with her but I didn't want to waste the time I could spend working on many girls at once. My project wasn't about any of these individual girls anyway.After seeing the Activity Level, Carol's and my group wanted to go downstairs to see the in-house staff quarters, even though they weren't used. The girls. A Snow, I believe. Jon Snow, First of His Name, bastard of Winterfell, now Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. That’s an even greater rise than mine. Even so, I wager that’s a good start.“Still, my lord Hand here made me a sacred vow once. He said that if it ever came to a time that someone bribed me to sell him out, he’d beat that price. Well, milord, care to pay up? It’s a bargain cost for now, since your brother and sister keep palming me off with mere coin instead of castles and wives,” Bronn.