I didn't really know what the hell kind of degree I'd wind up with someday. But that didn't really matter to me. Not the way my sister matters.If I jo...ged the whole way home from NSCC, I could be waiting at the curb as the mailman drove up in front of our little house in his rotting Jeep with the steering wheel on the wrong side.When I run like that in the summer the sweat drips off me. But this was winter. A deep inhalation of frigid air felt like a thousand tiny daggers flying into my lungs.. He then changed direction and came back to the Publix. He didn't plan on doing a lot of cooking but he purchased what he needed to make some sandwiches, snacks and soda. Stopping at the liquor store he purchased some beer, tonic soda and a large bottle of Kettle One vodka.Back at the condo he made himself a drink, turned on the television, heated up Ginny's lasagna and watched the sunset. The sunset was spectacular and so was Ginny's lasagna. As he did this he could feel himself relaxing which. “I can spare a coin or two, as I’ve said. Courtesy of recent advancement. There’s no High Septon, no Most Devout, but there are still septs, still septons and septas, still Silent Sisters and orders like that. That’s better than what would have happened if Stannis had taken this city. We’d have all been put to the sword, or even worse, possibly the torch if the Red Woman had her way. That man was bent on converting us all at the point of a sword,” Rendal said, moving his dainty hand over. Forget them Raj. Come suck my breast baby..."* * *The two couple became regular visitors to each other's home. Weekly at first, visiting each other in turns and as always Raj brought a bottle of whiskey and a wine. Nasreen and Rana welcomed they visits. They wouldn't speak of it, but the sex after the visit had become hot and passionate, a month after their first visit, Nasreen pushed Rana away and began kissing him, making him lie down, her hot and wet kisses trailed their way to his throbbing.