"Here, let me put your hair down," Luke smiled. Sierra glared at him as he unfastened her ponytail. He brought her hair forwards past her ears, framin... her face in a rather delectable way. He repeated it for Cassandra, who responded with a huge, confident grin. An assistant emptied the jar of marbles into the pool. Luke stated that whoever counted the most votes – that is, whoever removed the most marbles from the pool – would get an extra ten bonus votes. Cassandra must now have suspected that. The sex we had during the Tales and the intensity of the simultaneous climaxes, the sex more often than not experienced subconsciously while being lost in the world of Nick's Tales until the climaxes, and it made for a very excited subconscious, could only happen in that place of utter safety. How could I not be self-conscious with my mother there? And perhaps worse, seeing her being fucked. I didn't know if it even mattered that it wasn't my father doing the fucking. Weirdly, I figured it. Riley wasn’t the type to tell her what to wear like regular brides do. So she told Anna to pick a dress but it had to be red. So Anna picked out a red dress that lightly hugged her curves, the neck line was a sweetheart and it was gathered in the middle where a rose covered it and then it flowed to the ground. It was simple, but she made it look like it was more. “Yeah, I guess I am,” she breathed out as she pushed the chair back and stood. Riley’s dress was so puffy; she hoped she wouldn’t. As for me, I didn’t really care. I already had too many women joining me in my bed!Ruba’s words took the others by surprise even though they all knew how she felt about the people that had wiped out her village. It was however hard for them to get beyond age old customs and traditions. It left them uncomfortable talking about killing someone they considered a guest and thus under our protection.“I will not kill someone I have granted hospitality to,” I told Ruba sternly, although my response.