To reconnect with our beginning, it could be appropriately considered one of the supernatural wonders of this world.Lyonel woke up when a bird chirped...on his balcony. He had been through an uneasy night. The prior day had been the funeral of his mentor and his fathers Hand of the King, Jon Arryn. His death had surprised most of the court. Even in his seventies, the Warden of the East had been as healthy as a man half his age and he had passed away in a single night, fallen victim to an unknown. ”“Ah, my thanks,” I said, smiling to her.Thus equipped with fresh intelligence, I set out with Virginia at my side, once she had been fortified by a stiff cup of sweetened coffee. We set to the middle of town first, and here, I actually got a chance to survey the statue that made the center of the town so easily found. It was a hideous, wrought iron statue in the shape of a humanoid figure with a pair of antler-like horns, a wide, squat face, and broad shoulders that looked fit to give a. And she said. “I am yours tonight” And that was my permission to let all my fantasies out. She was still wrapped in her towel and I was in my sarong. I slowly get on top her and opened her eyes. We couldn’t see much because of the dark but her eyes was like sparkling stars. I placed my lips on top of her forehead and kissed her there. I kissed her eyes and planed another on top of her nose. Then I slowly placed my lips on top her lips. She opened a lips slightly and gave in, I bit her lips. “ Not good enough” . He moved me , quickly purposefully , forcing me forward by the neck , his fingers where twisted in the nape of my hair . My heart was racing , what the hell was going to happen to me , serial killer , mad man . He pushed me down the side of the house , a tight little alley , he was in front of me , no escape . He took a step towards me , I wanted to faint I was ready to scream then , he kissed me , hard , his hands cupping both sides of my face forcing my lips apart with.