What would mom or dad think, if they came out of their room right now. Their son sitting at the computer with his pants at his ankles, jerking off, wh...le their sweet little princess fingers herself watching him.You let out a soft moan. Your eyes open wide, your left hand shoots up to cover your mouth. But I see your right hand still working your clit and you don’t take your eyes off me. Off my erect cock, my hand moving up and down it. Light from the monitor reflects off the precum on the tip. The Dead keep losing wights and boats, but we’re losing as many as are prepared to burn alive to stop them. Yes, my friend, that’s the price that we’re paying to repel them. The volunteers in question have to face the flames to defeat them, something that I can’t force any man to do. He has to be willing, or else it won’t work and he’ll be turned by the foe.“We’ve already lost some thirteen men, including Benjen Stark, Howland Reed, Daario Naharis, Thoros of Myr, Ragnar Slait, Lord Beric. Paul's not really a fighter, he's a scrapper. Buthe's also too stupid to know when to retreat. He took a couple ofswipes but the guy put up an arm like a log and deflected them. He sortof advanced and Paul stepped back and stumbled against the edge of thebench and fell on his arse. And when he got up he was spitting withfury, like a wild animal, and he turned it back on me. "You bitch! Youwant to watch yourself!" But then the guy stepped towards us again.And Paul decided to leave it. He. Together, they’d deliver me to Zeus and be handsomely rewarded. Isn’t that a hoot? Man am I glad I came by when I did! And to think I trusted this bitch? Damn her to Tartarus! I quickly got out of there. I felt completely alone for the first time in my existence. With the divine bounty on my head, I knew a lot of people, both friend and foe, would be after me. I had to hide. But where? There are only so many places an Immortal can go. If I remained in the woods, sooner or later someone would.