I called her on Friday and said that no one is at home and convinced her to come to my house and she agreed!On Friday night we had a long phone chat s...x chat and I started the call with lovely greetings hi my baby, how are you? and what is the plan for tomorrow and she is also greeted me in same way and hello my sweetheart and I am fine tomorrow I am coming home I said what we going to do tomorrow and she said nothing we would sit and chat nothing else then I said nothing sure and then she said. But it's nothing concrete. It's like a sort of shadow, one that's hovering at the very edge of even my farthest-seeing perceptions."Anya's sharp look of interest was enough to prompt the venerable matriarch to continue. She took a deep breath. "I sense..." She thought about it, trying to capture the gossamer feeling or vision that was at the very edge of her inner sight, trying to fashion the indescribable into a crude semblance of words."Child, it's as if something... something that is a. Step out ofthose panties, pull down your skirt, and go to the front door, I havesome guests arriving." She gives a little bell like laugh. "And don'tworry about your naughty sissy boi bulge, they know exactly what toexpect."I pause, then bring my legs together to let the panties slide down, thenpull my skirt awkwardly down over my hard on."Hurry up, go!" She says gripping my shoulder and pointing me in thedirection of a door.I scuttle over still trying to straighten my skirt, still trying to. His massive four-poster bed dominated the room, on his nightstand were a chandelier, an ornate cup that he knew used to hold dornish wine and a list his previous self had been working on late last night. On the left of his bed the open balcony door blew a soft breeze his way. From his room in the Red Keep he had a tremendous view not only on the city of Kings Landing below him, but also on the ocean stretching into the distance. A distance in which, as Lyonel knew from his extensive knowledge.