The room was lit only by a single low watt desk lamp. Dad was nursing a whiskey an unusual drink in a house where hard liquor was frowned upon, a lega...y of my mother’s upbringing or lack thereof.“Dad, are we broke?” I askedHe just smiled and put his finger to his lips. And that was the way he played it. We weren’t broke unless people knew we were. That was when I learned the difference between insurance and reinsurance. Insurance companies are big powerful institutions selling to the public. Besides, the traditional kingsmoot that decided a new king, there was a more ancient custom were the eldest son had the right to take his father's crown through trial by combat.Theon would like to think that it was his exceptional skill with a blade that was perfected after years of hard training at the hands of Ser Rodrick Cassel, Robb and even Jon Snow that gave him the edge over the much experienced Reaver but in the end, his father had grown old, weak and complacent and it had been almost. I rubbed my pussy harder on Sven’s boot, purring my joy.Kora FalkI frowned at the lamia humping my brother’s boot and giggling as she stared at me fingering the necklace. It swung heavily from my neck, the large gem resting between my round breasts. My cheeks burning in embarrassment, I turned away from the catgirl. I would treasure this gift.Even if he should have given it to Ava. Fool brother. I truly believed he loved the princess, even if he constantly cheated on her, philandering with. "Margaret noted how stiffly Jill moved while they prepared the meal. "We’ve half an hour before dinner, you’d better have a quick bath to help ease the soreness." Margaret went in with her and then examined the welts on her bottom and breasts. "You certainly had a thrashing," she commented, "At least now you know what it feels like." She left Jill to have her bath and only returned later with towels and to say dinner was almost ready."Why are you doing this for me?" Jill enquired. They’d.