When he finished he happened to look at the dumpster and noticed something sticking out. He hadn’t looked in this dumpster in several days, he had f...ound the pizza in the other dumpster. Not wanting to wake Marianne, he lifted up the top and saw it was completely filled with clothes. They weren’t new, but were wrapped in the cleaners’ plastic wrap and looked as if they had been just cleaned and pressed. He dug down through the clothes and found a heavy coat. Picking it up, he tore off the. Their faces were hidden by black veils which hung from circlets of black silk flowers. They carried an open casket lined with pleated white satin. Within it lay a young woman dressed in a bridal gown. Long golden hair much like her own was draped over her shoulders and spread across the satin pillow. Her face was hidden by a white veil. A bouquet of white lilies and fragrant lilacs rested in her arms.The black gowned pallbearers carried the casket with slow measured steps to the head of the. Will and Lace didn’t get to experience any of it. Instead, they got a lesson on the history of the island from Jack. The three of them were in the galley again, washing dishes while the rest of the crew was on shore leave. Eventually Jack ran out of Barcola trivia. Through the small port window, they could hear hear the intricate, upbeat sounds of music. Kettle drums and intricate rhythms and the occasional whoop of some kind of flute kept them company as they scrubbed pots. It sounded like. The water felt good after a long day. A knock on the door interrupted my peace.“Hey sis, mind if I come in and grab something?” He asked.“Go ahead.” I said, slightly annoyed at the interruption, and unaware of his intentions.I heard the door open, then the shower curtain flew back and my brother was standing there naked holding a cord. His cock was hard and so much bigger than I imagined. “What the fuck?!” I screamed. I tried to grab the curtain to cover myself, but before I could he stepped in.