Her biggest attraction, though, was the fleeting hope for the crown of Ithaca, once held by her husband now lost at sea -- if she would only marry som...e man and pass on her wealth and influence.Foolish men. She had one ambition, and that was for her son, my husband and master."I will send Eurycleia to help you prepare."She turned and left. I went inside the cottage to choose a dress and await my friend.I chose a dress finely spun, the color of the sea. Eurycleia wrapped a brocaded belt around my. When I woke up, I was in an intricate bed with maids waiting on me, only they were more dead people." Were they animated dead or undead?" Neither, they were simply dead people. In my maids' case, they were all young females, in ratty clothes supposed to look like a maid's outfit; thankfully none of them had body parts missing and were fairly attractive for being dead. They bathed me, dressed me in a short fancy dress that was wider then it was tall, mercifully it didn't smell of mildew and they. All the while watching the boys get undressed. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up and told me to look at our playmates. I turned my face to look at our "dinner" and the guys all gasped. Seems my face was shiny with Sherri's juice. Also I was so wet my pussy juice was running down my leg. I said, oh my, look at that. I was looking at 5 nice size young black cocks. All hard and ready for fun. Sherri walked over and got on her knees and said come on buys, I need to taste everyone. She started. Then I had to do a double take as my eighteen-year-old freshman sister, Samantha, dropped her bathrobe.The stodgy old professor was up there pointing out how the light strikes her skin at certain angles. All I could see was the slope of her breasts to her hard nipples and the way her small waist flared to the hottest ass I have ever seen.“Dude, isn’t that your sister? Damn she is hot.” Chaz said as he picked up his charcoal and started to draw.As I picked up my charcoal I tried to see Sam with.