I was about to thrust them back into the box without a second glance they looked like old contracts when my eyes caught the words adoption and my moms...names, Sarah Minene Tresslar. I scanned the papers, reading so fast I probably missed half of the important legal details. But I got the gist of it. My mom had been adopted. It was all there. Her birth certificate, a letter from her real mother, who had been a teenager when she fell pregnant, a photo of a woman who looked a lot like me. I almost. From our first date onward I felt she was the one I wanted to get old with. Looking back now I guess it was just lust that held our relationship together combined with her devil-may- care, sort of wild attitude she had that I found captivating. I'd been brought up in a fairly conservative home and she was like a bright light while I was the moth.We'd met in college and had moved in together in our senior year. I loved everything about her including her sense of humor. Her intellect and most. And, the massive heat her on her ass was still present as Jon walked up and touched his highness’s hind quarters. Jon spoke to Danearys in the role as teacher and she the queen the student. He asserted his position her punishment done as he lightly tugged the long golden-blond strands of the rulers hair. “Dareayn, look out at your subjects and see their anger has been sated. It is your fate to take your rightful place as the ruler of all the Seven Kingdoms. Your error in judgment as a leader ha. She stopped hanging around with the girls who bullied the younger pupils and enjoyed defying the rules. She had realized that she wasn't a very nice person and had vowed to change her ways. All her friends and teachers had remarked at the time they couldn't believe the change in her attitude that had occurred and that the caning must have made her see sense. Victoria had become a prefect in her last year at school, she captained the county hockey team and had left school with four excellent A.