The good thing in that was that Owen did seem genuinely glad that I had gotten my name honored before he did. I kinda found myself trying to make him ...eel good, or at least less neglected, after the fact. He seemed to appreciate my efforts in those respects, Abigail not so much. That bothered me. It was like so long as I didn’t demand too much and knew my place, all would be fine. But if I got to being too uppity well she was ready to put me back in my place and that without a whole lot of. As I was lyingbeside him he caressed me his hand encircling my cock stroking it gently.His lips were again on mine kissing me. Viv appeared on the other side ofthe bed beside me and her hands joined Yves in the caress. Her handslipped between my legs and she massaged my bum sliding into the creviceand her finger gently prodded at the entrance to my arse. I wanted toprotest. I wanted to say no but I was let down by my inability to speak.Viv giggled as she lowered her head and her lips engulfed. We were to be washed, perfumed, and our hair was to be fixed. Then we would be shown to our future masters that very night.After we had removed our clothes we were lead to the great baths. These people had built a house around a pond I thought; I had never seen nor heard of the baths before. The water was warm and they poured this stuff over us and rub us down. I looked at the other girls that were in the bath. All were young and beautiful. One of the bath slaves was from Egypt and she told me. .” I started to say, quite perplexed, when the waiter appeared and asked if he could take her order.She smiled at him, a wonderful, dimpled smile. “Just coffee please.” When he left she looked at me. “Mr. Henderson your government would like to ask you for a favor.”Perplexed I replied, “A favor? What kind of a favor?” This didn’t sound good. “What could the government possibly need my help with?”“Mr. Henderson, it’s about your new neighbor.”“You mean Tony Monassario?”“Yes, his friends call him.