Had they done this before or anything like it, I wondered? Did they have an open marriage? So many questions, but it seemed like an unnecessary compli...ation to ask them.Meghan joined her husband on the sofa. She appeared not to want a drink, at least John didn’t ask if she wanted one. I studied her carefully, remembering the image she’d presented the first time I’d met her. She’d played her part well; the anxiety, the embarrassment. I still couldn’t decide how much of what had transpired since. " I finally say to him, when I have enough breath back."Sit down, and eat." He leads me over to the table. It looks like they were going to start a meal and were waiting for me to get back.I sink gratefully into one of the chairs.They serve me something yummy tasting but I have no idea what it is I am so addled. Saul pours me a glass of some small beer. We sit in peace for a moment after the meal is done."I do not think Napoleon is to be trusted." I blurt out.The men both suck in their breaths. "I said, "Even on the darkest night there is a small amount of light even if it is from the stars or a fire a long way away. It is there but our eyes cannot use it. When light hits a device, it can knock loose a small particles called electrons. The gods can take the power of lightning to make this electron hit more atoms to cause a flood of electrons. These electrons are captured and an image is seen. Some of these devices use heat which is just a less powerful form of light. A man glowing. "Look up and keep your mouth open, Mother." "Marcus, no, No!!" But I was too exhausted to even try to resist when he grabbed my chin with his free hand and held me firmly in place. "Mouth open." he ordered. I instinctively opened my mouth wide. I was surprised, if I had thought about, I would not have done this so enthusiastically, knowing what was coming. I heard his breathing accelerate as he neared his own orgasm, I looked up at him, as he ordered me. He looked down at me, as I could.