Tabby was in silk boxers and a ribbed, strap-sleeved undershirt, her long breasts wobbling beneath the thin material. Pierre was wearing jeans, had on...no shirt, his fly was undone, and his penis was protruding from it."I might have seen her in the front hallway?" Pierre responded."You should seduce her," Mando said to Pierre."Yeah," Tabby added. "You have quirky taste." What's she look like?" She's very fat. She just moved in," Tabby said. Mando stopped masturbating and lit a cigarette. "Don't. He liked a lot of pleasure. “What the fuck do you want?” “Majesty, that man believes Kassandra.” “One man believes that silly bitch and you drag me from being a godly sandwich to tell me? I’ve expunged people for less. No! Shut the fuck up.” He went back to his women. The acolyte, who was more intelligent that his godly superior, continued to watch.Paris had been on a trade mission to the growing Greek city states. It made sense for Troy to try dealing with these newly civilised cities. Inez hesitated briefly, appearing to measure her words. "We'll talk about that a little later ... doctor's orders. He wants you fully awake and clear of mind before we talk. But everything will be just fine." I need to know something," I whispered. "I didn't move to ... you know ... another timeline, did I?"A soft smile came across her face. "Now I know you're okay. You'd never ask a question like that if you weren't."I pressed the issue a little further. "I guess that means I didn't move. At the end of the day I would turn the page and start over.At the end of that second week Daphne asked me, “What are you keeping track of?”I smiled and replied, “Every time you show me a good view of your tits, ass, or pussy I keep score.”Daphne said, “You’re going to need a bigger pad.”I looked at her and she removed her skimpy little top and her tiny micro miniskirt. She had nothing on underneath but of course I already knew that. She looked fabulous in nothing but her high heels.For that.