When the three of them stopped to say hi to somebody else at the party, I snuck into the room and went into the closet, leaving the sliding closet doo...r open just enough for me to see. The three of them walked into the room, and one of the guys squeezed her ass. She said, "Hey!" while laughing. Her and the guys took another shot, then another, then another. She yelled how hot it was and they said that they agreed. They took their shirts off, showing off their completely buff and ripped bodies. Reluctant to see her reaction, she played out all cool. Her breasts half exposed in her low cut top teasing him and his cock controlled brains. So she decided she wouldn't give him her number, but she wanted to take his and punched in his digits with the same vigour as his desire to fuck he knew there was no fucking that night. In fact the only fucking happening later was with himself, masturbation was an escape an outlet for frustration, he slapped and battered his cock and thought only of. No, that was the Captain’s room. He was a guest there. It was where the navigation equipment was. It was more like his office than anything else. Bella could take care of herself. She and Jack had a lot to work out. He let go of his sudden negativity and found himself hoping that the two of them would make some progress in making up. Then for the second time in as many moments he wondered where the hell that thought had come from. Did she deserve his good wishes? No. Not at all. Then why did he. She felt a little jealousy, seeing the obvious closeness her sister had with Alana and Anais, a closeness that Pilar had lost after their childhood.At the wedding dinner, Pilar had little time for such thoughts. She flitted between Javila and the kitchen staff, delivering orders and information. She inspected the foods and wines delivered from outside the palace. She also took it upon herself to reallocate the staff wherever extra help was needed. Her moment of glory came, however, when Macro.