"I haven't played drinking games in years." "Kings," Todd replied. "It's kind of complicated, but not incredibly so." "We were playing Kings," Dom sai.... "But we were just getting ready to make things more interesting anyway. Do you know how to play poker?" "Not the new games you kids play. Austin Hold-Them or whatever. But I know 7-card Stud, draw...you know, the basics," Mom replied. "Great," Dom said. "How about strip poker? 7-card stud." Todd's jaw went slack. I tried to contain my reaction.. " You should get out of those wet clothes." Oh Hell, that's blood. No, don't look ... we need you standing." We should go below." Not you, Junior ... you don't need to see this."So the females took her below and the men, boys and Junior stood on the dock and watched the Lake Boats coming down from the Soo. It was getting on in the shipping season, and there were a lot of Boats waiting to make their last few trips going up before heading for winter layup. Besides, missing out on the Winds of. The entire top floor of the keep was one lavish suite of rooms. Thick carpets lay across the hardwood floors. Cabinets and tables of polished dark wood, plush couches, and overstuffed high back chairs created cozy nooks for relaxing. A stone hearth glowed with the warm light of a fire. Tall windows spilled the ruddy light of day into the room. Exposed beams supported a high, peaked roof and candle chandeliers for light.In the center of the room was an enormous, canopied bed held up by stout. . She tried pushing those thoughts from her mind, yet they lingered, always at the edge of consciousness, ready to flood back in and send her into recriminating self examination. For a few fleeting seconds, she had wanted him, wanted to know the taste of his lips, his mouth, his... She tried shaking her head as if to fling off the offending thoughts. But even as she busied herself with housework, errands and cooking, she realized that she had indeed felt a fascination, even a desire for....