"There is only one way to find out" I said "so shall I tell Leon you would like to go for it this weekend". "Sure thing" she said "Leon and you will b... there so I think I will give it a go"The next couple of days before the weekend was even more sexual than before as she constantly wanted to be fucked! it was great for me and I loved every minute of it. The weekend came and we drove over to Leon's house which was a splendid old place with about 7 bedrooms and nice big lounge and living room on. I did not like this but I wanted to be alive to continue my plan.It was hours later and back in our apartment that Gennadius returned. He had a big smile so I produced one myself. "My lord, the man is Persian and comes from Cappadocia. I know that there are many powerful men there. He is not a Christian though."This was northern Turkey and just south east of us across the Black Sea. This was disputed land and was more under the sway of King Sapor II than Constantius.Gennadius spent nearly five. She lived in a small loft type of apartment, the kind where I could see the entire place from the entry. Besides the usual furniture t.v. and stuff I could see open armors and shelves of clothes not to mention a few racks for all her dresses on hangers. It appeared she had around a hundred pair of high heels at least two dozen of witch were of the fetish type, and more lingerie, hose and stockings than a Victorias secret.As we shared a bottle of wine she told me about how her previous boyfriend. .. Which brings us back to the present, more or less. The kid kept looking longingly at the pool and I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye as I read my book and sipped my iced tea. It might have gone on forever, but his sister came wandering out of the house, looking wet and frazzled in a halter top and shorts. She parked herself on a lounger and pretended she was out there to get sun -- but the sun called her a damned liar in under ten minutes, beating the shit out of her.