She looks so beautiful and perfect in her tiny little bando tutu that I cannot resist her. I sneak up behind her and choke her gently but firmly until... she is calm and does not struggle. I drag her into the little girls room and fill one of the toilets with thick, wet logs of boy-soil, lots and lots and lots of smelly brown faeces until it fills the toilet-bowl. Then I make her kneel before it, I bend her over it, I push her head gently, yet forcefully into my soft, brown boy-soil. It gives me. The black, haired girl went to your other side and whispered in your ear. She was explaining to you just what was in this new wine, and asked if you wanted some. "Hmm sure, as long has he gets some too." "Oh don't you worry, Hon. He has had more then enough," she responded. Those words made your whole body burn in anticipation. You did not know what to expect but you were already yearning for it. Reaching around, I held the goblet to your lips."Here, drink," I said pouring the sweet wine into. As I stepped in the suite I saw the focus of my attention, Alexia. She was sitting on the hotel couch I was floored by her beauty. She looked a little Hispanic and Asian with blonde hair and black roots peaking through. She looked to be in her upper 20’s with a smooth face covered in a bright orange tinted foundation, light pink lips, light charcoal colored eye shadow all the way around her eyes with dark black eye brows. She wore a grey stripped sweater that only went to the top of her arms. He reached in and retrieved a thick, black leather belt with a golden lion belt buckle. He began coiling the belt around his palm.“Lie on the bed, with your ass up.”“Never!”Arya didn’t know why this was all hiking up her arousal. She tried to run for the door, but his free hand snatched her thin throat. Her own slap struck his face, her fingernails scratching a thin red line along his cheek. Spiking with anger, he flings the smaller Stark sister onto the bed face-first and spreads her legs open.