She was wearing a gold chain. Her dress was the typical cleaner dress. Blue coloured shirt and pant. But her bosom was staring at me through the shirt.... It wanted to be ripped out, and fly away. Her pants were not doing justice to her hips, so curvy. Fat thighs, waiting to be licked.Urmilla : Stop staring at me you pervert! You want this piece of meat?Me : Yes madam. I want you.Urmilla was turned on when I, a man in a suit, called her a man. She bit her lip and came came closer to my face and. She turned away from me and turned off the shower, then stepped out and grabbed one of the large towels off the warmer rail and wrapped it around her. I watched, mesmerised by her beauty.She walked over to me, “I missed out on my Princess kiss, didn’t I?”I blushed, “Yes. I suppose you did. Well, there’s always tomorrow.”She did a pretend pout, “Aww. But I still want it. Today.”I laughed, relaxing a little. She seemed to have a way to diffuse any awkward situation with me. “Well, that’s a little. “How did you know that would kill her?” Samwell asked with a look of relief on his face as he looked at the pile of dust at his feet that once was a vile sorceress.“I didn’t,” Jon said, “It was like there was this image in my mind and I just did it,” he said with relief.Across the plains of Qarth in Essos in the House of Death and Lies where the Warlocks dwell a thin, wizened bald man sits scrying with a smile on his face. He is Pyat Pree the undying Warlock who once meant only harm to. Behind it, cliffs rise tall and forbidding, shadowing but not overlooking the building. To the east, the cliff tops are barren, flat and stark, rising in the distance into mountains. To the west, the cliff tops become a wild, overgrown forest, thick with lush vegetation and enormous trees. In the canopy hoots and shrieks of animals are heard, but none come close to the tower. At the base of the cliffs, immediately to the north of the tower, is a large dark cave mouth. From the sea, from the.