There are only a few steps between where we were standing and the bed. We both climb on top of it.You guide me onto my back and take your stance over ...me, a hand on either side of my head. I can feel your cool breath on me and your eyes penetrating mine. I suddenly become aware of my vulnerability with a thin piece of fabric the only thing guarding my morality. We stare at each other for a moment. Never did I imagine we would be like this. I thought you were nice enough, but imagined I must have. .. a bit," she added."Good," said Martha, "You will find that here you are to be the same as every other woman on Csadia, a whore. The only question is whether for one owner of for a number of men."Jacqui's worst fears had been realised. Everything Kate had told her about life here was true"Shall I tell you what your choices are?" asked Martha.Jacqui nodded reluctantly, thinking that it was a good idea to hear the worst and then she might be able to come to terms with her new life."Well, the. She said that part of our life was over.As far as I know she never knew about the few affairs I did have. Only one of them occurred in the last six years. It was at a teachers' convention about four years ago, the same year I retired. The woman's name was Martha and she was from another state. We were sitting at the same table and well... things just happened.We went up to her room and I lived out another of my fantasies. Oral sex with someone other than my wife. We also had anal intercourse.. .Lupus has returned to you, my lady... Marita still runs." His rough hands pulled at the sack, shifting the weight of its contents until a body limply tumpled free; there, staining the grass a deep sanguine, was the broken remains of Nefertiti's lover. What remained of his liquid blood was thick and sticky, its darkened form oozing across the soil and into the base of the heap. As the blood was absorbed into the dust of the heap, it appeared as if the pile itself began to siphon the fluid into.