”“So, you were about my age?” Stephen was not going to let this go.“Maybe a year or two older than you are right now, but yes, about your age....�� I had been backed into a corner and forced to justify my behavior when I was 19 years old to this teenager, whom I was currently fucking. This situation was simply insane.“That is so friggin’ hot.” Stephen was enjoying the thought of me on the stage in front of a room full of men.Jim poured another round of shots and we started round two. I was already. I was rattled back to my senses by the sound of a door closing and as I turned to look I nearly blew my wad. Miss Branson was walking toward me wearing nothing but a towel! I couldn’t have looked away if someone had a gun to me head. I could hear her speaking but it wasn’t registering as I was could do nothing but stare! Finally I came back to reality and I could hear her voice. “Charlie I hope you aren’t tired of waiting. I love to take long showers.” All I could do was nod and try. She said "Let's go upstairs and we can discuss your options in the bedroom", as her eyes were firmly fixed on my still hard erection. "You're not going to make me cheat on my wife are you?" I said, rather sheepishly. "You already did, I have a picture of you to prove it" she laughed."But that's not cheating, I was only fooling around, it's only my imagination." Too bad, my sister considers that cheating, so if it's good enough for her then it's good enough for me too". I didn't understand what. She fell to thefloor, weeping inconsolably. She stayed there, sobbing, until darknessfell. Then Antonia took advantage of the turmoil to escape from theimperial household in Rome and return to Dianna's grove. She wasaccepted as an acolyte.In the early mornings she would sometimes see Dianna at the edge of thegrove. She would point her out to her companions, but no one seemed tosee her but Antonia.Turnus did serve well, and never seemed to swerve from the path. Antonialaughed to herself,.