. . stop it." So what," I said as I turned to face her. "I don't care if they can hear me . . . I'm just tired of this Susan. It's a beautiful day o...tside and instead of being able to enjoy it, I'm stuck being dragged around a mall with a girlfriend that won't buy anything because she thinks it makes her look fat! Give me a break here!" Tim! Stop it. They're coming this way," Susan said urgently.As I turned back around and looked back towards the two women, they were indeed walking over. "It's a trap," Maximus stated. "As soon as we cross the bridges, they run into the forest and wait for us to attack then do what they've planned. We'll have none of it." I HEAR THAT MAXIMUS HAS HIS WHORE OF A WIFE WITH HIM. SHE FUCKED EVERYONE IN ROME AND THEN CAME UP HERE TO FUCK THE LEGIONS." I promise you, husband. I never let Sejanus touch me," she giggled."Who else haven't you slept with?" Maximus asked, in a teasing manner."Augustus and Tiberius are two more. I'll let you know more as I. When Boris saw me dressing, he asked again about getting some jeans. I asked what he had to trade for some. He said that he could bring me caviar, or the best Russian made vodka. Although I didn't care for the caviar, I knew that it was expensive. So I asked what kind, and how much. I already knew that my twenty-dollar jeans went for a hundred on the black market.He said that he could bring me five tins of the finest they had, so I asked his size. He seemed happy, and we'd just set the market. ‘My photo was removed but they have replaced it with this awful one of Curtis. Bloody awful of him, isn’t it? It will cost him the election, although I have it won already.’ The executives gathered around him obediently nodded in unison. At that stage none had read the caption, written by the news editor who once worked on a London tabloid newspaper where everything was written with a twist. Ten minutes later Isobel from the hotel reception counter delivered Matt his copy of The Bugle..