"The Council of Elders of the Village of Wallen is now met. Any man may come forward and have his say." Her cracked, high pitched voice, still retaini...g some of the power and clarity of her youth in spite of a mouth that held only a few stained and crooked teeth, intoned the ancient formula."We have strangers with us this day," she announced. "Travelers who would ask for our favors. The trader Nurm will speak to us of what they desire."Nurm stood and walked with quiet confidence to the base of. " Anything I can get you, old pal?" Sam asked after they were alone."Yeah, a nurse. I have to take a dump. You want to stay and watch?" Ah no," Sam answered as he hurried out the door. "See you later." He hurried out the door and left the building.Mike and Dirk returned with a camera. Mike sat down by the bedside. He began with an easy question, "How do you feel, Amanda?" Like I been shot, that's how I feel." she answered shortly."Well, since you brought it up, tell the viewers why you were. He started walking back to the laneway, leading me and never letting go of my know throbbing cock.By the time we got back there my heart was pounding and i still could not belive what i was doing or what would happen next.Once we were tucked away he started slowly working his hand up and down my shaft and cupping my balls he asked if i liked that? I nodded.He then asked me what i like doing to my cock, again bearly able to speak i shrugged and said"I dunno" Do like to have it sucked" he asked. "Wouldn't that be a little racy for middle class tastes, a seductive nude in a dining room?" I asked him? "This Iron and Steel Baron wants to part with all that money in order to look at dirty pictures while he chokes on his roast beef?" No, nouveau riche industrialists will accept scenes even of the most vile brothel activities, as long as we painters can present them as classical mythology or allegories. That's what Titian and Giorgione and Botticelli taught us when they painted all.