“Mom, she’s fine. Dr. Grand is just making very sure to avoid what happened last time. I agree with what he wants. Don’t worry about her.”Gwen...th teared up and hugged me.“She is still my baby, you know.”“I know, Mom. As soon as we are all settled back into our routine we need to have a welcome home party for everyone.”“Naked?”“Mom! Don’t you see enough of William at home?”“Yes, but I can never see enough of my son-in-law,” Gwenyth gave me a peck on the lips and raised her eyebrows.“Stop that. ." "Fat chance, Teddy. You are already sixteen. Other boys your age have seven inch fuckers and are plowing their girlfriends every week. ? Gentlemen, Teddy here is afraid to even date a girl. Afraid she might find out. Afraid he might eventually have to show her, or God forbid, try to fuck her. Would she even feel his toothpick dick in her pussy? Well Teddy, how small is it...kind of small?" "VERY SMALL....IT’'S VERY SMALL OK?" "It's okay with me Ted, but I don't think it. "That's ten sold today. Since lastnight, it has been selling very well."He handed me the carafe of wine, the familiar white ceramic with thesculpture of a fig baked into the side, and I passed him my denarii."Drink it slowly," he suggested. "It's the last drop of fig wine Ihave in Rome. I shall have to return to the winery with my wagon foranother load."* * * * *I did drink it slowly.Over the following two days, hoping to minimize its inebriatingeffects, I sipped at the bottle of fig wine. . She had decided againsther silver jewelry, and worn none. Not this day.The Mexi's Bar was quiet at 2pm. It didn't start kicking till later,much later. She knew.So when She entered, there were only four people. Her, two guys at thebar, whose eyes rolled up and down Her, and made her tingle, andRandolf Grey. He was seated at a table, slight, stooped, old, young,forlorn.She put on a smile, kindly. "Randy?" She said shyly, slyly, not at all.Randy turned. Looked up. Looked down. Skated a glance at.