She arrived in the UK from France and sent me a text letting me know her room number and time she would be ready for me. She had been given strict ins...ructions on what to wear, what position to adopt once she had let me into the room and what to say and do once I was there.She opened the door to me wearing her sexy french maid's outfit, she then walked into the middle of the room, bent over and lifted her maid's outfit to let me see her sexy naked ass encircled in the stockings and suspenders. Just being close and touched, touching and giving pleasure helps me to fulfil myself. Do you understand?". I understood what she meant but could not truly understand how frustrating it must be to not have physical sexual urges and needs. So I said "Yes hun, We'll do just whatever is best for you". She smiled her brightest smile at me and then took my pre-cum soaked cock head into her mouth. I groaned and twitched with pleasure as her tongue worked on me. She was good, so very good! Her mouth. “Yeah, by what?” Bill chimed in while thumbing the power button on the television remote.“You guys are actually getting along. Not perfect, but I can live with it.” Amanda nodded her smiling face and continued stirring a large pot.“Anything for you, my love.” Bill raised his remote holding hand without looking behind him.“Don’t push it, my love.” Amanda stared daggers into his thinning top.“Hey, Bill, I got a cool video to send you.” Frankie made two steps up the staircase.“Oooh, do I get in on. “If any ask she is sleeping off her ordeal with Offa,” she said as she left.In another part of the castle, Jon Snow was talking with Ser Davos, Sansa, and Samwell about the Queen’s state of mind.“What harm can she do now that she has abdicated?” Ser Davos asked.“None, but why should Jon have to marry her now? The crown would be his by right with or without her,” Sansa pointed out.Sam agreed and said that she wasn’t right. “The new Handmaidens, the atonement ceremony. I can’t put my finger on.