“To that effect, you might be interested to see this,” Tyrion presented his King and Queen with the latest report on the Riverlands.“All knights...of the Riverlands who muster for the northward progress are to be granted a bride posthaste, and the ones who do so first will be given a choice as to said bride from among both the trueborn and bastard ladies of House Frey. That’s a handy way to resolve two thorny problems at once. And to get a lot of knights out of the Riverlands, out of mischief,. Then Dave saw a gorgeous blonde in an extremely skimpy bikini walk to the buffet. He looked her up and down and realized who it was. It was Britney's friend Amber and she was alone!Dave got up and walked over to Amber, interrupting her as she was taking a large spoonful of eggs."Amber!" exclaimed Dave."Oh, hi, Dave," said Amber with a smile."Where's Britney?" said Dave. He sounded desperate. Too desperate."She usually skips breakfast. She's still back in the cabin." You wouldn't be willing to. Will she even want to talk to me? I must take the lead... let her be the woman. But be a partner, too.”~~~She is so ready for this. She wonders what they will talk about. She needs to treat him like he is important to her and not just be looking to brag to her friends. She needs to be the woman he needs. Listen and be his equal. She needs to show him that his thoughts matter. She knows she doesn't need to throw herself at him.~~~He thinks, 'I've never had to work for a woman. This is new. I. She noticed John's gaze hovering in the vicinity of her exposed chest."Like what you see?" she said. She folded her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them up and accentuating her cleavage.John hadn't seen anything like them, at least not in the flesh. They were gorgeous—big, round, soft. They were better even than the perfectly sculpted examples he'd seen while surfing for porn on the internet. They didn't need the elaborate tattoos to be eye-catching.He couldn't look away. He didn't know why..