Her full lips meet mine and we kiss passionately. She opens my bra pulling it out of me and pulls me to the toilet. I sit down on it and spread my leg.... She pushes my mini skirt and starts slowly with her tongue to caress my clitoris, I'll damn wet with excitement and she licks everything nice. Then I grab her by her hair and force her to stand up. I tear her skirt and top from her body and kisses her passionately. I Knock gently on the wall and we are faced with stark naked. Slyly smiles at me. My back cuttings are very sexy. I know that. In the afternoon when we both were alone, he invited me for lunch. I immediately accepted and decided to have sex with him whether he proposes or not. I entered his portion and found lunch was arranged on the table. We sat together and started lunch and chatting. During chatting he put his hand on my thigh as if accidentally, I noticed and kept quite. He slowly pressed my thighs and telling something. I too put my hand on his hand, then he slowly. " Don't worry about that. Helen says she'll find the money by hook or by crook. When do you want to come?" Up to you." Whenever you like. One day's very much like another. I'd appreciate twenty-four hours notice though." Of course. Let's try for Saturday at ten. I'll ring round everyone and let you know by tomorrow morning at the latest." Fine. I look forward to seeing you all.Thanks, Martha. Goodbye." Goodbye, my dear."That evening Isobel Edwards rang. Again, Becca answered it."Becca, dear,. He was doing his usual mediocre daubing here. But so concentratedly he seemed half mad!"Teste," he said. "I deceived you. You know I paint classical subjects, allegories, myths, and so on, in modern dress, using models because I'm not very good at imagining them. But you should know. In this case I am painting Circe herself, the mythical Enchantress Ulysses encountered in Homer, the woman with a strange power to convert men into pigs. Into the pigs they already are. Or into.