But if we, ah, pretty you up, then, maybe he?d see you differently.??Uh huh,? I said. ?What do you have in mind???Take off your clothes,? she said, t...e decision made, as she went to hercloset.When she returned I was stripped to my lingerie. Grace had an identicaloutfit to what she was wearing. Had she bought it today? She helpeddress me, filling my bra cups with by breast forms. She then fit mylong auburn wig onto my head, fastening it securely, and then led me toher vanity and expertly. Damn, and I still didn´t have the slightest idea about it.She came back and handed me the pill, water and the liquid energizer. I gulped it all down.“Bad hangover?”“Uh, yeah. Terrible.”“Peter, I want to thank you for last night.”“What?” What the hell was she talking about? Had I maybe just fixed her computer and nothing else had happened? This was usually the only reason why females ever thanked me. She would certainly not thank me for participating in the process of losing my virginity. So she. The Padre had moved on to directing alignment of the benches as pews when I looked over at Tom, and told him it was a good thing he only had to go through this once in his life. He nodded and said he was getting tired just from watching all the activity. I suggested to him and the others that we go up to the terrace and have our coffee up there where we couldn’t be seen and pressed into service.Mr. Mendoza laughed and told me I was finally starting to get the hang of being married. We all went. What was keeping those royal pricks? Winterfell had been ready months ago.####################################Lysa Arryn was the most powerful lady in the vale now. As head of house Arryn in her late husband's stead and mother of his (sickly) child Robert, she was now de facto head of the vale.She was only 33 when Jon Arryn had died and now she ruled all the Vale. And she was still a beauty. Her fiery Tully red hair in two braids and her face now having a mature beauty that still drove men to.