”We were wearing nothing but frustrated frowns. So, I only partially opened the door and said, “It’s the middle of the night. Why the devil does...the captain want us on the boat deck?” The steward was standing in the passageway holding a pair of those godawful canvas and cork life belts. He said impassively, “I will help you put these on if you like.”Exasperated, I snatched the belts, slammed the door and turned on the light. She’d wrapped a gown around her beautiful body and was sitting on the. All of us and she needs to see that we all agreed to allow this. I had never considered that, but they are clearly right. Once again this decision is made without Jake's input.Exactly what happened between Lily and my fellow wives, I do not know. I see Lily that late afternoon as she is presented to Jake. She is wearing a pencil thin yellow dress and heals. I detect clear hose and garter clasps under the dress. There is a string of pearls around her neck and dangling pearl earrings. There is a. By the time that the dawn came, none of us could walk very well, not even those of us undead. We had fucked our way through the night, dined and drank, sucked, licked, ate, and otherwise reveled in our nocturnal festivities. I had lain with every woman and man among them, even the King himself. My favorite part was when I was inside Myrcella’s arse, Jamie was inside her luscious twat, and Jeffary was inside her mouth, while Trystane was balls deep inside Margaery and Bernadette took on Justen. I would cheerfully do the same thing. And I don’t recall who said it, but someone did. I would even show you where to whip me to cause the greatest pain. Do you understand, Donald Whitfield? I love you more than life itself.”Don was so overcome, he could no longer speak. He just took his wife in his arms and held her tightly. As he did, he could smell the glorious fragrance that was her body. He whispered, “Darling, you can’t know what you’re saying...”“I know damned well what I’m saying!” she.