Then she told me that she wants to try my T-shirt.She had used my T-shirt before hence I agreed.I gave it to her but while giving some plan came to my...mind since my dick was already hard after kissing her.I told her that she should change before me. At first she refused & hence I also refused to give her. But finally she agreed. She slowly took off her top.She was wearing a slip inside. She asked for the T-shirt & said she would try it over the slip but I refused saying that she should remove. As she surmised, it did not kill her, it had little effect in fact. Aspersia had threatened to poison her husband because he beat her, this was her way of holding something over him to stay safe. I gave her refuge and repeated the ordinance that women were free, as free as the men.On another occasion a Roman was found beating a poor girl to death. She owed him money and he took it out of her with blows. I would have killed him slowly, simply for being a bastard – okay, I admit I did not like. Kelly had contempt for violence in any form and absolutely despised bullies. She quickly looked up and down the beach for anyone else who might be watching. There were several people within earshot of the scene, but sadly none of them looked as if they were willing to get involved in the rapidly escalating confrontation. Kelly opened her gate at the top of the steps and started down toward to the beach. As she approached, she began to make out what the thug was saying to the trapped young man.. It brought a renewed smile to Vicky's lips and to mine and it made Angela laugh out loud."You've ruined the rest of my morning," she said as we brought our horses to a halt. Angela was sitting on a folding chair with her tablet in her hand. I was happy to see that she was wearing a web belt and carrying a pistol in a holster. It wasn't much, but it was something and that was important. Obviously, she'd been working with our two friends for a while and our appearance had proved untimely."Sorry,".