Her clients were there, and slaves and petty dealers, and the prefect of the port. She could smell the sweaty odour of the lower orders. They were loo...king at her nakedness, her breasts dangling and swinging, her groin covered only by a rag. They would see her bottom roiling as she passed. See her, Livia Cuxena, dragged in terror, carrying a hurt-beam like some filthy slave to ? to ? She tried to pull back into the barracks, but the whip seared her back and she staggered forward to avoid it,. "She was right. And I confessed to her: Yes, Barb, this really turns me on. It is so taboo, so forbidden, yet so fucking hot! I want to fuck your brains out! Then she said: "Then do it, take me. Fuck your sister like a whore!" That put me over the edge. I pulled her into the shower, put her against the shower wall, had her bend over and spread her legs. I knelt down and licked her pussy, tasting her juices combined with the suntan lotion. I used my thumbs to spread lips and open her pussy for. She was growing up, and they were having trouble keeping up with the changes. The thing is, I liked her smart mouth, and the mischief. I liked the way she answered questions, or just grinned, and incriminated herself on the spot.After dinner, I insisted on helping clean up the mess, and Lindy took me at my word. Turns out it was her turn to do the dishes, and any help was most welcome. I confess to enjoying the whole process, being picked on by Lindy whenever I didn't know where something went,. It took a while until I understood that these were all dead people. Corpses. Going closer I saw that some of them were burned. Some were bleeding from wounds, and some looked as if they were sleeping.For a second I felt a convulsion in my stomach like I needed to vomit, but after that second it passed and I started going through the rows of bodies. Walking slowly and looking at each and every visible face. God, so many widows and orphans will be the result of this.I wasn't the only one going.