”“As I was saying, the situation in the upper delta...” Amos tried, he really did. But spear chucking wannabes had no hope against hormones and ...exual deviancy.Clive caught up with him as the end of lunchtime bell rang. Big cheesy grin and a hand held behind his back. “Where the fuck did you piss off to?” Amos asked.With a double winking of his eyebrows, Clive dramatically brought the hidden hand into view “Tah-dah!” he proclaimed as his hand displayed the latest Call of Duty game.“Oh cool!”. A new crypt. But ... aggh! Wagon wheel! Damnedest wagon wheel! It broke! Don’t you see? And poor Cicero has no tools nor the skills to fix it even if he had them.”“If I could get you some help to fix your wagon, would you be okay?”“Oh, yes! Go to the farm, the Loreius farm, just over there. He has tools. He could help Cicero. Convince him, and Cicero will reward you with coin! Gleaming, shiny coin!”I held up a finger. “We’ll be back in a bit.” We walked away from him. Lydia looked aghast at the. Of course, they could not engage in any heated spanking session because of the servants underfoot, but he did manage a finger or two up her tight hole just to make her purse her lips into a perfect "O" for his inspiration.Sue liked her boss and his firm manner and businesslike demeanor. She promised to be at the office on Monday next and that she would be in fit condition for any discipline if it were warranted.She filled the ever needy Polly in on all the sordid details and instructed her to. So I took a cigarette and lighted and started smoking, and also shared it with her. Once the smoking is over, she taken my tops and put it in the automatic washing machine and set the time. After that she came and sat next to me and started rubbing my chest. I felt so nice, and told her, thanks for the treat, but still missing the feast. She smiled and told, of course, I can throw a party to you, only you will be there.I asked her when? She spontaneously told, if you want today evening itself..