Eventually, they became a political force of their own. They weren’t just soldiers though, but also served as spies and secret police for the Caesar... of Rome,” Karla replied, after checking her smartphone.“Sounds like they were the Gestapo of that ancient Empire,” Eva remarked.“Hitler pulled the idea of the Gestapo from the Praetorians of Rome. History states they had been disbanded by Constantine the Great. After their dissolution, the ideals of the Praetorians were lost to history,” Karla. She looked straight at my crotch, seeing first-hand the affect she had had on me, “Um, has Gramps got a boner?” she asked with a broad grin on her face, well what could I say to that, “I guess you like my arse” she continued and with that she walked over and stood right in front of me. “Wanna see more?” she asked and without even waiting for a reply she lifted up her skirt showing me her skimpy little white panties, a few pubic hairs poking out the top it really was a sight to behold, she then. He listened to the sound of the deep throat rumble from the pipes as the bike idled and placed it in gear. On the ride to the store, Joe thought to himself why not? He should ask her to marry him. They were living as Master and slave. He knew how deeply she loved him and how he loved her. Dave was right. He should ask her and he came up with a idea on how he was going to do it. He had a stop to make before going to the jewelry store. Riding over to his house, Joe had everything planned when. After all the whole business had been my idea in the first place. I knew Clare loved me, so why should I doubt her? And Ray? He was my best friend before he was my brother-in-law and if anything was certain in this world, I could be certain he would never betray my trust. The important thing was that Clare became pregnant. What did it matter if she enjoyed herself at the same time? And why shouldn't Ray do likewise? He had suffered a grievous loss; was still suffering if truth were known. Was.