"Me and Sansa will need a lot of Gold to begin our lives once we're married. And we're not leaving anything to that idiot Robb. Not Winterfell nor The...Riverlands. I'm going to seed you, Lady Tully. Make you bear my child in your Womb. A new Heir to the Riverlands." Jon said as Catelyn'seyes widened in lust and shock though not even trying to resist."I'll give you a nice going away present from our encounter today. And after that I think I'll pay aunt Lysa a visit as well and get a foothold on. Ihadn't even started on my toenails yet. Fuck it, I thought. I've wastedenough of the morning on cleaning up after this girlie stuff. I hadn'teven run yet, which I was normally pretty religious about doing firstthing on Saturday and Sunday, even when I am hungover, because it washard to find a long enough block of time in the evenings after work forlonger runs before it got dark.That's what I'd do, get my run in now, and come back and finish thisstuff, it's not like anyone would see my toes. .From the kitchen window I could see that the garage door was closed, which proved nothing. I walked to the living room and looked out only to see Beth's ride sort of parked at the curb—if by parked you mean one wheel up on the curb and the rear of the Jeep at least two feet out in the street. With a sigh, I walked out, backed her vehicle off the sidewalk and pulled it into the driveway. Last night must have really been something. But what? I had a pretty good idea of the "why."It was close to. “Absolutely terrific you guys!” cheered Coach Tim. “You look like the beginning of a state championship team if I ever saw one!Waterbury Hills being Waterbury Hills meant that everyone used the coach’s first name with “Coach.” The team was of course coed and had a good mix of about sixty male and female runners. Coach Barb was a former champion cross country runner six years ago in college. She is still an avid marathon runner and triathlete.Coach Tim was slightly older than Coach Barb and.