Then, in mid morning, Marlene summoned me to her office. I was shaking like a leaf."Listen, Sandee," she said as I entered her office, "I'm entertaini...g a very close friend tonight at my home. I need you there to cook dinner, serve and clean up afterwards. You can leave here early today. Keep it simple ... salad and a couple of steaks. We'll eat around eight."For some strange reason I was elated. I felt like I was back in her good graces again. Even though I expected this to be a continuation. By the time her unknown mistress stepped down off of her, Nicolette Fuck Wheelbarrow felt several sharply aching spots over the tops of her breasts, places where the heel had plunged down onto her flesh. It had never broken the skin, but it had been close.With her throbbing breasts now covered in a coating of their own milk, Nicolette Fuck Wheelbarrow caught her breath, feeling her body shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm. It had gone on so long that she had lost track of time, multiple. I was wondering if I could get something to eat." The woman looked at Mark and continued to look him up and down as she neared. Mark kept an eye on her farm implement. His mission at some risk of ending early. She sniffed at him."You smell as if you use the baths. You wear a toga. Yet you're wandering the country asking for a meal, holding only an old sack. So who are you?" Mark tried out his new name,"I'm Marcus Servius. I've been living up north a bit but I'm on my way to Rome." Aren't they. She had planned to stay home and hand out candy. When I arrived wanting to go to an adult movie theater, she put me off further by “wanting to continue to hand out candy” to the trick or treaters”. Slowly, between rings of the doorbell she handed out some candy to me. We had talked about a previous trip she had taken to an adult theater with her now deceased husband. He had written an erotic short story about the episode and had described a flowered dress that she had worn without.