.. , “ Roslin wept as she watched her husband brushing their son’s hair away from his face.“Roslin ... my hate, my anger, it is not against you.... I cannot hate you. You’re the one good thing that happened to me at the Red Wedding, well, you and our son. Hoster Tully, of Houses Tully and Frey, the one true heir to both houses. The next boy, though, gets named Brynden, are we clear on that?” Edmure told Roslin, unable to withstand her tears, her remorse, and her apparent humility.“Thank you .... I am doing that for me, I really enjoy those kinds of things. The one who is making a sacrifice here is Jessica, she will end up being alone all day." Sorry about that. You are absolutely right. I guess I should thank her later." I said. "But I guess that also means that you really owe me one."Sandra's hands resumed to soap my body and after a little while she said, "Turn around."I turned around and faced her. I could see her beautiful body in full glory. Sandra's body was very well trained,. “ Hey Ted, we were just talking about you”, Lou mockedFranny laughed out loud at this, then covered her mouth, she composed herself “ Hi honey, did you remember to bring dinner home?”Did he remember to bring dinner home? There was no shame or remorse, all she wanted to know was about her dinner? And she laughed at him too.“ Dinner? You’re fucking someone in our bed!!!!”, Ted said outraged“ And he’s doing a better job at it then you ever did”, Franny snortedLou laughed at this and then bent. She noticeably widened her thighs and he pushed his fingers into her crutch. She gasped as he did that. As I stood and watched her dad fingering her, she said to me and Uncle Doug, “Play with your cocks – I want to see that”. Then, as we did as she asked, she added, “That’s good boys ” sounding very much like her mother. It sounded strange yet acceptable coming from her. It seemed to add another dimension to things and I was beginning to think that I could well enjoy all of this.Her dad moved.