"Haaaaaaah... I've really gotta stop investing in my cousins' business ideas. Now what am I gonna do with 4 pallets worth of spa materials and accessories for dogs?"

Tracy's finally due back to work soon after the annual Burns family holiday vacation. And, just like every year, she's hurting for a paycheck as fat as her ass gets on shift after yet another poor investment decision. Her twin cousins are really good at selling her on their newest get rich quick scheme every year, and every year it fails spectacularly. In Tracy's defense, a spa for dogs sounds like something extremely niche, but with a dedicated enough market full of pet parents who spoil their pets.

"Hmmm... Maybe I should ask Madam D or Walter if they're looking for new hires, Auntie Eve might cry tears of joy if I can get Veronica and Violet actual jobs."

Even if it would be a little weird to practically have her whole ass and titties out while working with her cousins... Well, maybe it'd be kinda hot too, in a strange and probably taboo kinda way...

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A missing person's case brought Jake Seresin to the town of Achlyn, but it might not be what makes him stay.

or

YOU BE MISSIN' ME?!?! *giggling blushing waving*

CHAPTER UPDATE :: SNAKES IN THE GRASS

( a knight's vow )

“And how are you so certain of my own mind, Ser?” Leila shot back, her tone sharper than she intended, drawing closer to the man. The smell of sandalwood hung in the air, mixing with the citrus from her bath that morning.  His eyes scanned her figure for a brief moment before meeting her gaze again, “Because you would have wed the King. Because you would be Queen of Westeros and not the Lady Alicent.” She stumbled back, hips colliding with the stone of the balcony railing. Desperate, she reached out to grab something to keep her steady. Ser Criston’s hands wrapped themselves around her waist and her hands found his shoulders. 

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