Please understand that I cannot be totally unbiased in this retelling and will make little attempt to do so.Where did I leave off? Oh, yes. We were le...ving Suzail to make our way to Edmond's Field, and Anarion was not telling me about his knighting. That is very typical of him, by the way, but it was much more pronounced on the days immediately following Quinlan's passing. He was then and remains to be a very private man. I will reveal as much of his doings as is prudent, but understand that. When I made it to the parlor, Dewey had the same kind of smile as I did, and was making a huge pitcher of Bloody Mary's. When he pointed at the pitcher, I nodded and was served a large glass.Dewey, still smiling, while taking a drink of the tomato enhanced treat, asked, "Ready to sail out of here? Sheila and Sheena can't wait to get back on the water. It's difficult to believe how lucky I am to have those women. They support me in everything I do and then compete to see who can wring the most. I pull her dress down, exposing her tits. She moans as I tweak her nipples, then she gently bites my neck, whispering in my ear. “Suck on my nipples, Pet. Show him how good your mouth is.” I lean down and flick my tongue over her nipples before sucking one of them into my mouth. She moans and grabs my head, holding me against her body. I move from one nipple to the other, leaving a wet glistening trail across her skin, before moving up her neck and covering her lips with mine. She pulls back. “Yes, I understand,” said Stacey.“But, Winnie has gotten up there, this past week actually,” said Aunt Delia.“Winnie?” said Stacey.“Winifred Clark, the lawyer that handled David’s part in your divorce, and helped out Mr. Ferguson some in his criminal trial too,” said Aunt Delia. “She and I have been in contact for some time.”“Oh yes, I remember her,” said Stacey.“The news isn’t good,” said Aunt Delia.“Huh? What news?” said Stacey.“David’s in a bad way, Stacey, a very bad way. Winnie, Miss.