It's Saturday morning. She usually does her laundry and errands, but today is different. His wife is out of town with their daughter visiting her pare...ts up north. She'll be gone until next weekend. He told her he had the day off. She agreed to go to his house. She'd take the city bus. He'd leave the door unlocked so she could just walk in as if they were married and be with him.Her heart pounds as she rides in the city bus. The smog in the air doesn't bother her. The stench of some of the. “Hi sweetie, come in, unfortunately no one else is here, but if you don’t mind waiting, I can give you some drink and a delicious cake”. I haven’t seen him for quite some time. He became a handsome little man! We had a nice conversation for a moment, but I had to leave him alone to prepare a bath for my baby. While I was busy with the little one, something nasty came to my mind... Is he looking at his aunty in a way a man looks at a woman? Is he thinking about any girl? It should be that age. "Miriam froze in trepidation and felt the wine slop around in the amphora she was carrying. She feared what was to come next and hoped that she wasn't in trouble."Put that down and come here."She hurried to put the wine down, resting the amphora against the wall. Her slave torc swung free from her loose necked gown and banged against her breastbone. Her fear grew in exponential leaps. Normally, she was ignored and left to her house duties, flitting from room to room almost unseen, while she. "She's telling the truth, arsehole," I said, "and what fucking business is it of yours anyway? She's over 16 for Christ's sake."Admittedly I could have put that rather more delicately, oh well... "YOU TAKE YOUR FILTHY MOUTH OUT OF HERE," he roared at me.People stopped in their tracks all around the camp as his voice echoed off the buildings.I stood up, Nan cried,"NO! it's alright..."Nan pushed herself between John and I."Just GO!" she exhorted me, " go on... get in your van," then more quietly,.