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Tyrion

           "Wehavenoservants,"shewouldremindme,andIwouldsay,"Youhaveme,I’myourservant,"andshewouldsay,"Alazyservant.WhatdotheydowithlazyservantsinCasterlyRock,mylord?"andhewouldtellher,"Theykissthem."Thatwouldalwaysmakehergiggle."Theydonotneither.Theybeatthem,Ibet,"shewouldsay,buthewouldinsist,"No,theykissthem,justlikethis."Hewouldshowherhow."Theykisstheirfingersfirst,everyone,andtheykisstheirwrists,yes,andinsidetheirelbows.Thentheykisstheirfunnyears,allourservantshavefunnyears.Stoplaughing!Andtheykisstheircheeksandtheykisstheirnoseswiththelittlebumpinthem,there,so,likethat,andtheykisstheirsweetbrowsandtheirhairandtheirlips,their...mmmm...mouths...so..."

           Theywouldkissforhours,andspendwholedaysdoingnomorethanlollinginbed,listeningtothewaves,andtouchingeachother.Herbodywasawondertohim,andsheseemedtofinddelightinhis.Sometimesshewouldsingtohim.Ilovedamaidasfairassummer,withsunlightinherhair."Iloveyou,Tyrion,"shewouldwhisperbeforetheywenttosleepatnight."Iloveyourlips.Iloveyourvoice,andthewordsyousaytome,andhowyoutreatmegentle.Iloveyourface."

           "Myface?"

           "Yes.Yes.Iloveyourhands,andhowyoutouchme.Yourcock,Iloveyourcock,Ilovehowitfeelswhenit’sinme."

           "Itlovesyoutoo,mylady."

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