Poor Anya began to feel a rising sick panic. Fiona was going to have hersent back to Russia! What about her house? Her job? No, that was the oldAnya, ...r, Harry, when she graduated from university all those yearsbefore she went to school in Russia. That didn't sound right. Wait! Didshe actually come from Russia? Of course she did. She spoke Russian,didn't she? But she didn't think she had ever actually ever been there.In fact she was sure of it. Actually she wasn't so sure really. Yet sheknew. Desiree shook her head at the man. ‘You tell me yours, and I’ll tell you mine.’ ‘My name is Christian,’ he said leading her to the dance floor. ‘Well then lets dance Christian.’ The music reverberated off the four walls of the small bar and pounded its way through Desiree’s flesh allowing her to move and sway with the beats. She was surprised how comfortable Christian was with dancing. He moved right along with her like they’d been partners for years. When the music finally slowed Desiree was. "They are Hadrian and Antinous, one a Roman Emperor and the other his young Greek lover," said the stranger "Hadrian, the one who built the wall in Britain to keep the Picts and other Briton tribes out of Roman territories? " I questioned. His smile grew wider. "Are you a student at SDSU?" he asked. I replied, "No, I'm stationed here; military history is merely a hobby of mine. My name is Kevin, by the way." "Arthur," he stated while extending his hand. We shook and he asked, "Can I buy you. ‘You like Allen?’ She asked. ‘Like Kay, I love it’ How much more classy could you look.’ I replied. ‘I just love the feel of satin Allen.’ Kay said as she moved even closer to me. I reached out and slid my hand down her arm. ‘I love satin too baby.’ I remarked. ‘I’m glad Allen, I have a lot of satin and silk, not to mention some lace thrown in for good measure.’ Kay replied. As my hand slid up and down her satin covered arm Kay moved closer to me her full breasts touching my shirt in.