” I said please between labored breaths. She pushed the head into me slowly. I exhaled loudly.She kept popping the head in and out slowly saying, �...There we go your starting to loosen up a bit aren’t you?” I said yes through clinched teeth as I grabbed handfuls of the couch. She made one long thrust until she bottomed out her hips grinding against my ass cheeks. She said, “That’s a good slut I knew you could take every fucking inch I’ll give you a second to get used to it then we’ll really go. I remembered the first time I saw this woman and thinking that she was a lovely young thing, but the circumstances of her immediate problems put all of those sorts of thoughts out of my mind. Now, however, this turn of our conversation redirected my thinking.“She was ... aggressive is probably the word I want. She initiated our intimacies at least as often as I did, and she was almost always responsive to my overtures. Sometimes I would simply touch her on the shoulder and she would turn around. Livia has been strapped to a marbletable. She lies with her legs and sex wide open in front of Nero. In spite ofher bound neck, she manages to raise her head slightly when a whirring rumourgreets the presentation of the cage to the Caesar. She barely distinguishes afamiliar animal, before quivering in horror when she recognizes the muzzle of alarge rat. She is perfectly aware that the fragile vulvar lips of a woman whohas just given birth are a prime target for the enormous rodent. She lets out. It's dangerous."She giggled: "A million men would *jump*at such a chance, and *I*married a man who dosn't want to." She didn't say any more and neither did I though it was a while before I fell asleep as my mind turned this over and over. What the hell was going on?The next day when I came home from work, there was Jennifer, sitting in the kitchen while Clara cooked. There were *three*places at the table."I invited Jennifer to join us because Tom was busy tonight," said Clara. Then she gave me.