Half way between the door and the bed lay Sibyl's white, frilly, almost transparent bra, torn in half. Almost under the bed were the remains of her pa...ties. I recognized the underwear. They were a lingerie set I gave her as a personal and secret birthday gift Wednesday. For a ridiculous moment all that filled my mind was the thought that I had never seen Sibyl wearing the set; along with the non sequitor that it had cost me $110.95; plus tax.Snorting I focused my attention on the bed.Not much. “Oh, Dave...” she paused. “He was... honest. Straight as a die. But never judgemental. Loving. I used to joke he was like a humbug – hard on the outside, but soft in the middle. You need to ask Jenni about their relationship. He was older than me; he’d retired early from mental nursing and when we met he was what he called ‘odd-jobbing’. He’d bought that yacht, Eirene, and was living in her while he went around ‘mending stuff’. Actually, he was a lot like your Rob. Had a motorbike.”“My. "Me to" I said stroking my now slightly aroused cock. "You should have sex with Amy right now in the pool while I watch" Jennifer said. I made my over to Amy now standing in the shallow end while jerking my hardening cock. We stared at each other and without a word I started to rub my tip up and down on her bare wet pussy. "I want to eat you out some more, get up on the pool ledge" I said. Amy got up and sat down, legs in the water. I made my way up to her and buried my face once again in her. They even got some skeins of raw silk thread at exorbitant rates, but both the wood and silk would be worth more, by the time John and Zithrusa were done adding value, than the skins would increase by being transported eastwards.Having an equal volume of carvings and silk would increase their wealth tenfold or even a hundredfold over the same volume of furs. Although valuable in the east, the furs just weren't as high value as the silk tents and carvings which the raw silk and cured wood would.