Metellus publius was scared. He felt shame at such a feeling, very unseemly for a Roman patrician and Senator. But he had learnt many years ago that such fear while unbecoming, was not uncommon. During the treason trials of Julius and Augustus Cesear, everyone had realised that the only thing a Roman had to fear in the world were other Romans. Metellus lef...
It took a moment for it all to sink in for Jennifer. So much for this trip to London England now it was a write-off. Her boyfriend Simon hadn't wanted to see The Tower of London so she'd done the tour alone and then come back to find him with another woman in their hotel room. She was going to show him she wouldn't take this lying down. No sir. He was histor...
"Can you believe the audacity?" One dark haired man in a toga with the broad purple stripe of a Senator said to the man beside him, a lean man with black hair liberally sprinkled with silver, also wearing the purple striped Senatorial toga. He looked around at the celebration going on around him with a disdain he was unable to conceal. His companion just sn...
Hey all! A recent anonymous comment asked if I would ever finish any of my longer works. I absolutely will! Details about release times for new chapters can be gotten by contacting me via my profile page. I love to hear from you guys! Enjoy chapter 3. ***** The next morning, Pericles emerged from his room dressed for a rare change. He had on his finest whi...
I woke up with a pounding headache. My eyes were squeezed shut, light streamed into the room. I opened my eyes a crack and could discern my girlfriend Josie's face close to mine. Her breath is boozy. I roll over. My cock feels sticky. My stomach twists in panic as the circumstances of last night come rushing back. What have I done? It was Halloween...
Robin opened the text message and read it. "Meet me at Cherry Blossom's at nine o'clock. Wear something hot, Bitch! And don't forget your jewelry! N" Feeling a thrill run through her body, she knew tonight was going to be special. N had promised her a treat for her birthday, and she could hardly wait to see what was in store. Long ago, voluptuous, sexy, b...
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It's only a bit before midnight but I find myself pushing my way past people to get outside, get out of this club, and get home. The night had started so well, the three of us had piled out of the taxi to lots of whistles, from men and women. The doorman, a big strong black man with muscles galore and a chest to absolutely die for, had ushered us to the fron...
Breakfast in Negril Beach, Jamaica. It has a very special feel about it, earthly and natural. Out table is set up on the beach beside the sea. This is a very special resort for couples only. Singles can not check in and the resort is enclosed to outsiders. No gangs of men on the make. Irina having breakfast topless on the beach would make anyplace exciting....
Kent, September 1921. xxx When her Ladyship, Victoria Ponsonby Smythe, looked back on the last five years she had to chuckle. What had been a spur of the moment event, her bare handed spanking of a clumsy maid in her service, had actually been a life changing moment. In a loveless and sexless marriage to sixty year old Lord Henry, the now forty year old we...