‘Fat chance’ she thought. Even if those stayed quiet there were always others that were more than eager to take their place. Her writing had start...d off as a hobby, a way to pass the time, and had developed into something of an obsession. She thought about plot and character development during most of her spare time. To be fair she was actually pretty good at it even though it wasn’t her day job. Several stories were already published on a popular website and had received a very good response.. "No." Kaija's breathless whisper broke the series of moans. "Not tonight. My roommate's asleep."Allison let out a sigh of relief, careful not to make it too obvious she was awake. Fearing what she might have witnessed otherwise, Allison thanked her lucky stars that Kaija was putting an end to the evening. She had witnessed more sex-related stuff in her few short hours on campus than she had all her other years combined!"We'll talk tomorrow, Barc," Kaija said, giving the guy another quick kiss.. As a slave, I was told almost nothing of the important issues in the Empire, and even the small bits of news I did overhear in my duties didn’t concern me. In Rome, knowledge could be a very dangerous thing, especially for a slave with my particular gifts. So, one might wonder, what kind of gift could a mere slave possess that could possibly matter to anyone? The answer of course is sex. You see, I am a sex slave, a man bound and sold for the pleasure of the rich and powerful citizens of Rome.. Once back at the house, Kelly immediately started making dinner. Jill made no move towards dressing herself so, rather than draw attention to my jitters; I decided to stay nude as well. Jill and I offered to lend a hand, which Kelly accepted gracefully. In no time dinner was ready."Would anyone like some wine?" asked Kelly as we were sitting down to eat.We both nodded yes. A bottle of wine would help to settle my nervousness; I thought back to that bottle of wine I had shared with Aunt Jane.