Its been many, many years since the villa has been fully occupied. It dates back, as I do, to Roman times. Even prior to this, a Grecian house stood h...ere, but that was burnt in the wars. Not that you would know about them.My name is Satyricon. That is not the name I was born with, but it is a name I have earnt. I am the last of the Satyrs. Half-man, half-beast, we would roam the forest of old, serving our lord Dionysus. I recall the feasts of old, food, fun, frolics: ferral, canine, ursine,. By the time I could have gotten to him and tapped him on the shoulder he would have forgotten about Karen's ass and his crass remark. Besides, I only knew the general direction the remark came from. I only knew him by voice.I considered yelling in his direction. "Hey, ASSHOLE, comment about your own wife's ass. Lay off of mine."But that would only draw attention to me. A bunch of men I didn't know would snicker and make jokes about my wife's anatomy. Loud-mouth probably wouldn't even look my. I gingerly, afraidthat it might get stuck, placed her favourite silver ring on my finger,and a silver necklace with a silver E upon it around my neck. I had seenEmma applying lipstick before and managed to put some on without lookinglike a clown, and then I placed the wig upon my head and walked out toface my mother.She stopped crying at once and gazed at me. "Emma? Is that you...I saw youburied today...it can't be..."I spoke and of course my voice sounded nothing like hers. "No, it'sEdward,. I felt myself gettingeven damper between my ladylike crossed legs. I should have felt sorryfor the future victim of the sorcerer but instead I welcomed his evilacts and couldn't wait for them to happen.I didn't have to wait very long before the sorcerer arrived and greetedme by saying, "You look very sexy. Our guests will be impressed by mypretty wife."Using magical spells the wizard put the food and the wine for our dinneron the table and started a fire in the fireplace.Soon the guests.