She comes to me now," he commanded. "I will not allow that," Marcus had replied. "Her skills with language and her knowledge of the ways of other cult...res will be better employed in Rome." "Your desire for her skills in bed has made you blind," the other tribune laughed. "I will have her tonight." To the soldiers he said, "Take her to my quarters." "She remains here under my protection," Marcus insisted. "I will not allow you to take her anywhere." "She has made you blind," the other tribune. I went to pick it up and take itinside."Oh no, ma'am. Allow me." He said. This is definitely goingto take some getting used to.There was a tall man with white hair at the front desk. Icould tell that he was checking me out as I struggled towalk over there."May I help you ma'am?" he asked, his voice deep andbooming."Uh, yes. I have a reservation. The name is?." I paused asecond. "Andrea Servile." I smiled back. He checked out thecomputer."Ah. Here we are." He reached back and took a key off. The feeling of welcome continued, and Dag actually managed to sleep some, in fits throughout the long late-autumn night, somehow wakened in time to nurse along his meager fire. Each time he bowed respectfully to the Lord and Lady under who’s shelter-rite he was kept.In the light of day the once lordly pair looked worn, dusty, and empty, yet Dag made all the proper manners while feeling only the most meager response. Yet as he turned to leave, the other sight had him bidden to wait so he paused,. “So, are you a boob guy? “Yep.” I responded immediately.She chuckled, and asked a few more questions, “how much do you like big-chested women? Because my boobs are really really big. Most guys don’t like them. They think they’re to big.”I went about assuring Teresa, “I can assure you that I’m attracted to your huge titties. Just talking about them has made me hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I continued, “I’m sorry if other guys have made you self-conscious about your chest size, but I.