“Why would milord want maggots at all? We generally try to keep those out of bread, m’lord,” a gentle voice, very feminine answered him, in the ...edchamber where he lay.“What, where am I?” Lord Edmure asked his companion, awakening the sight of someone definitely not a Frey jailer or guard.“Milord is in his bedchamber, temporary quarters here at the Twins, unless he should desire to tarry, of course. That is his prerogative, of course, as Lord Paramount of the Riverlands. The Twins remain in his. The world was as right as it wasever going to get. They both understood this and took the time to enjoythe good things that were there to enjoy. -*-April 9th, Kim's 18th birthday. If you'd seen her that day, squatting, legs together, knees bent, behindthe counter putting the samples under the display case at ColesDepartment Store, you might have known who she was from the thick wavyplatinum hair. Her face was still very much the same, soft andbeautiful with pale creamy skin. But, there was. "You're crazy," she says with a giggling laugh but still makes no move to cover them. Instead I watch as she squeezes them and seconds later drops of creamy milk appear at the end of each nipple. She's playing me. I still haven't figured out why.I know she loves me looking at them. Was it possible that she'd like to feed me? That she wants my lips at her nipples as badly as I want them there?A couple of minutes later we both leave the room ... the shows over for the day.Chapter 2: 3:30 a.m. It wasn't the picture, see, it was that it came from a spaceship that had landed on the Moon for the first time, and what kept Johnny watching was what was in his mind, not what was in the picture. He used to tell me that was the kind of thing made people special, that the ideas in their heads can count for more than what's going on in front of their eyes.Anyhow, they made a few more trips to the Moon with some other guys, and did a few things. One fellow even hit a golf ball up there. Maybe.