Some melted water ran down his skin and his leg, and it felt like blood to Johnston.Naturally, he screamed, and the sound was heard by George and me. ... grinned wickedly, forgetting that George couldn’t see me because his head was covered by that cloth sack.“Okay, one more time. What is George’s full name?”“No, I can’t tell you. He’ll kill me.”“Well, J, it looks like you will have to finish the job.” Mom grinned and grabbed his other ball. She pinched and dragged another piece of ice across his. His wife’s question bordered on the solicitous, “Oh, do you want me to fix something for you? You’ve been batching it for a week and I just assumed you were comfortable fixing your own stuff.”He asked about her trip (boring). Her work (difficult, but manageable). Boss (a terror and a tyrant).Her husband responded, “Aren’t you going to ask about my days, my work, my nights?”Carolyn’s half-hearted reply was, “Okay. How were your nights alone? I made us lots of money.”Despite it being a Saturday. Most likely her former life had been as affluent as his own. Ibis led him upstairs to one of the cubicles used for clients—little more than an empty room, a mat on the floor, no window, and a curtain for a door. Ibis lit two lamps and mechanically began to undress, the Aedile ordered her to stop. She froze, holding her worn, undone tunic against her breasts. ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Pompeii.’ She said it with pride, and it pleased him. ‘No, your family. Are you Egyptian? Greek?’ ‘Roman.’ But she. I used my weight to force my entire width into her, driving in the head and the ridge and about a quarter of the shaft. Another two shoves got the rest in.Of course she cried out, first in shock, then in serious pain, and then in less pain but more from a loss of pride. But I had waited for the pain pills to kick in, so it really wasn’t that bad.I wanted to be clear, so I explained. “I have decided that I would enjoy raping your ass for the last of today’s ejaculations. If we were together.