”“Sherry told me you could play any song - on any instrument - and I’m not going to let you talk your way out of this. Patricia told me just now... that we’re going to get Brenda to sing with you, so you can give her what you gave me, and a couple of other women here tonight ... I mean our new body - because I’m still waiting for my share of what Patricia and Sharon swore to me you gave them.”“Ms. Parrish - are you serious?”“You gave me this body, and now, I want some lessons in how to best use. It never is. If you are really fortunate, you find someone who fills that cavity with their love and you find a reason for being again. If I didn’t come with you, it would be like being divorced eleven times at once. Do you think I could survive that? No. I’ll tell you. I couldn’t. I know it’s old-fashioned and that it was never meant to apply to a group marriage, but whither thou goest, I will go. Your people will be my people and your God my God.”“Oh, Nanette! I love you so much! We need to. He thought that life couldn't possibly get any better than this, but he was wrong. Her sweet perfume wafted to his nose, and nearly bowled him over. That smell alone was enough to get his penis hard at any time.She bee-lined right to where he sat and enveloped him in a big hug.She was standing and he was sitting, so he found his upper chest, neck, and chin enveloped in gloriously abundant tit-flesh. He could feel her two long nipples poking into his chest just as firmly as if she was poking her. .. Tristan: Calm down, will you?Morgana: You know the rules. No endangering mission security!Tristan: Well, let’s put it this way. If you could come up with a better way to convince a semi-innocent woman that she was about to face mortal danger than interrupting a good dream, I’d like to hear it. Oh, and let’s remember, the time pressure of an incoming attack.Morgana: I hate to be ghoulish and all, but could you have just not warned her? With everything else going to hell around us... Tristan:.