That was clever of me, It made a perfect stovepipe that stuck out the side of the shelter. Heck, all I was missing was a couch and a TV. By the time I...had the shelter built, there was just enough time to drag in a few loads of firewood. The bigger limbs were fairly dry, one swipe with my axe cut them up into sections for stacking. I had a pretty good pile by the time it was too dark to do any more. So I poured myself a snort from my half full bottle of whiskey and sat and watched the flames. It turned him on fucking this pregnant slut-fuck that he had married. Eventually it got to a point where fucking on her back was just too uncomfortable so she took to fucking doggy. Most of the guys loved that but there were a few who slowly, over time, stopped seeing her.In her last few weeks about 5 guys now were still fucking her and one was Gary’s dad. He couldn't get enough of his pregnant daughter-in-law’s cunt. Her tits would swing heavily under her as he pounded at her fat full. "What are you doing here?" Arya asked."Nothing, just... thinking. Remembering things" Sansa replied."I guess you do that a lot," Arya said."No. It's painful. A lot of bad things have happened." Well, you can always remember good things. Like everything that happenedbefore we left." I guess." You want to know why I disliked you so much when we were younger?" Aryaasked."Because I was a stupid girl, with the dumbest dreams who once thoughtJoffrey was the cutest guy in Westeros?" Sansa replied,. After introductions, my apprehension began to grow as it became clear that I was the limelight of Lester’s attention. All night an immense shadow countered my every move, examining me with a possessive gaze. A further worry was when he found out, that Tim and Bill literally lived around the corner from me. Later on that evening when I excused myself to use the toilet, the death knell came when Lester said, “Wait up, I’ll join you. I also need a piss.” Nervously, I made my way to the spacious.