“Golden and hopefully diamond wedding celebrations surrounded by our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, in our garden full of roses an... a white picket fence? That’s what Mel says she wants as well.”He smiled. “Great! Loving your attitude. No half measures, no pretense. We’ve just got to get you there. Your first worry. You trust her? Think she’s being straight with you?”“Absolutely. I can’t fault her for not dropping it on me until we knew each other a lot better, and I guess she. " She saw the puzzled expression on my face, and explained that`nat' was the term used in the club for natural, or real,women. "As you might know, most of the TV's here areheterosexual, although some do like other TV's," she said. "We`nats' are mostly attracted to TV's as partners, but don't worry,I'm not trying to pick you up, or put any pressure on you. It hasto be a big enough step for you, just coming out in public." Iadmitted my nervousness to her, and we continued to chat for awhile.She. Her hands, now together, and touching at the knuckles, explore from the base of my balls, back to my bum crack, over my anus, and out over my bottom. Her hands are so warm, so soft, so gentle. I hear her whisper to the lady beside her, that she is amazed at the softness of my skin, its accessibility, its nakedness, its child-like innocence.With those comments, she now passes me to the next lady for her to verify their validity. And thus, I am passed from one to the next, along the circle, for. Even if she was happy about her new baby, fear obscured that feeling. Aboy, another possible heir to the Throne. The Throne that Robert Baratheonstole. He had already killed her beloved son Rhaegar, who was a betterperson than anyone she had ever met, and she knew that the Usurper wantedto do the same with the little Viserys, and she couldn't do anything toprotect him but sending him away. But now she had another son. But then,her mind quickly made a plan. She knew that some time ago a maester.