Ich nahm meinen ganzen Mut zusammen und kroch ins Wohnzimmer. Ich erblickte den Herrn, in voller Ledermontur, auf der Couch. Als ich vor ihm kniete, w...ndte er seinen Blick vom TV auf mich. Seine ersten Worte waren: "Du bist auch wirklich 18?". Ich nickte unterwürfig. Nach diesem kurzen Check, ob er auch nichts zu befürchten hat, entspannte er sich."Leck meine Stiefel" waren seine Worte. Ich kam dieser Aufforderung sofort nach und fing an seine Lederstiefel zu lecken. Dabei liefen meine Gedanken. Together we would have madean Empire out of all the Mediterranean for our child to inherit one day.But he publicly derided me. Privately he was soothing. He promised memuch. He told me things would change. He told me it just takes time forthose in Rome to accept my 'foreign' ways. I knew it was an idlepromise. But when he made himself a god-king in Egypt, when he rode anEgyptian chariot through the streets of Rome, and when he began wearingour fashions before the Senate I had hope.It crashed. When I looked through the slits of my eyes, I could see that he had changed into a robe and that he had nothing on underneath it. In the shadows of his robe I could see his long (but still flaccid) cock laying over a nice set of balls that rested on his calf and ankle as he continued to administer to me.Meanwhile, my moans became louder and I think Jeannie took that as a sign to enter her fingers just inside my shorts and touch that sensitive area on the inside of my thighs."Okay...we're going. “You have to admit though,” Ruth laughed, “the character names are an amazing coincidence.”“A big coincidence.” Jim laughed.On that note Jim went off to circulate around the room while the rest of us chatted and joked, the story quickly forgotten in the exchanges of banter and ribald comments. From time to time I saw Jim showing off his story out of the corner of my eye, but didn’t pay him much attention. I guess it was about half an hour later that Jim rejoined our group wearing a huge grin.