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 h...is 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. Har-Hi who stood next to me sighed. “I wished it would have taken longer. This is what I am born for, to be aboard a ship and roam the stars’”.I felt the same way and agreed with him, saying. “Me too.”The doors opened and Wetmouth stepped through, taking her seat behind the small science station at the rear of the bridge.I observed Har Hi who acted as the OPS officer of our little crew dedicating sensors from tactical to her console. Mao gave her a short sensor report and she acknowledged. Her. I always knew that even though Ithought guys were cute, my feelings had nothing to do with wanting tosleep with guys. It was about me and how I saw my own body and self.That I wasn't gay but a transsexual wishing that I was in the girl'sdorm instead of the boy's dorm.It was also around this time that I first told my mother straight outthat now that I was out of high school, I'd wear a skirt or dress forspecial occasions, but I'd kill myself before I got dressed up in a suitand tie again.. "You stole from me, and for that you should be punished. Don't spoil that now. Now, if you make any attempt to escape, I'm going to call the police, and tell them I caught you putting my things on. Can you imagine how you'd be treated at the station if they heard that story?" she threatened. With that, she untied my arms. She again moved behind me, and grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet. She began to caress the bra I was wearing, teasing my nipples with the ball of her hand. "Hmm, you.