I saw it wasn’t lost on Gricolus that I was wearing one of his togas; not tied in the Roman way, but more as a tunic. Still, it was better quality t...an I was used to. It was comfortable. Beneath the tunic I had leggings like the locals wore; I thought it best to fit in to some extent.“Thank you for waiting.” I couldn’t help being a little sarcastic. This family had once kept three slaves waiting in the snow for an hour until they were ready to deal with some minor problem. “You will be aware. .. Aoshi (brushing past her): No thank you. We're finished.Kaoru: I wanted to say you really--Aoshi: Himura already thanked me.Kaoru (thinking): I just don't understand him... Kenshin: Oh, is that sponge cake?Kaoru: Um, yes. Would you like some?Misao (tugging on Aoshi's sleeves and whining): Aoshi... Are we really leaving tomorrow?Aoshi: Yes.Kenshin: If Miss Misao wants to, Aoshi, why don't you stay a while longer? (Munch munch. This is delicious.)Misao: Himura!Kaoru: Or, Misao could stay by. Fast forward about 15 years and I was now a teacher at a public school, owned my house outright, was buying another one which I rented out and was still receiving the allowance, sadly I had not been able to date any men as I just couldn’t bring myself to be alone with them so my sex life involved my little plastic friend and a saucy book.I was pretty happy with my life and had several married couples as close friends and had even had a couple of threesomes over the years which usually involved. The first couple of days were not too bad. We worked hard and late into the night. This woman would start drinking wine at around five and by about eight she would be really toasted, the more toasted she got the more she would nit pick at our work. This woman was named Connie and she was in her late fifties. She was about five foot tall, not very heavy. She had short dark hair and a pumpkin head. She was not very attractive and seemed to be pretty unhappy. I decided to flirt with her and she.