But, then, Lorenzo had had a distraction of his own. He was naked, dripping cock in his hand, and crouched at his side, an arm around Lorenzo’s leg,... dribbles of cum on his face, knelt one of the fourteen-year-old villa houseboys, Ettore.“Are you ready to take Ettore and Tasso to your bed now, Clay?” Lorenzo asked in my wake. I didn’t answer. I just kept walking. I should never have confided my plight in fleeing from New York to Lorenzo.When I came back moments later to retrieve my sketches, I. “Is that why you were embarrassed?” she asked. I nodded. “No reason to be embarrassed, trust me. It’s just a body Jason. We’re all people.”I nodded again. “Sorry,” I stammered. “It’s just the first time I’ve ever seen a woman naked. Well, that’s not true, but it’s the first time in person.”Danielle laughed. “And what do you think?”“I think you’re beautiful,” I said.Danielle thanked me, then told me to continue my shower as though she wasn’t there. I found that quite impossible, of course, as I. Her heart sank but she was mollified to some extent when he suggested they meet at the Squash Club on the Saturday evening provided she was free. She had already successfully banished her disappointment in favour of pleasurable anticipation when her sister rang to offer a bit of Friday night retail therapy. Grace was waiting in the ground floor Foyer where they embraced. ‘I like late night shopping,’ her sister giggled, ‘that’s why I work so hard to earn the pennies.’ Grace was in some. "A pleasant thought. There must be something..."Well, at least the commoners in the line didn't seem to be enjoying my downfall. I had been getting many slight nods of sympathy from the crowd around me. I began looking at the people around me and acknowledging their kindness with my eyes.There seemed to be a loud commotion in the terminal behind us, and as the sounds got louder I saw a very large contingent of Royal Guard approaching us, wearing full battle dress. Their devil-dogs were still in.