"Nancy helped her daughter undress down to her crew socks and sneakers. Raul relaxed in an upholstered chair as Susan folded her jersey and knelt on i...t between Raul's spread knees. It was clear to Martha that this wasn't Susan's first attempt at sucking a cock. Susan quickly laved it with her tongue; then slid her mouth over the tip and halfway down Raul's length. When it was liberally coated with saliva, Susan leaned in with her chin almost in line with her neck and took Raul into her. "I said nothing. I did not want to be gagged and at the moment I had fewoptions."Do you want the light on?" Yes, please."She left, leaving me to contemplate my situation. I could not imaginewhat their plan for me was but I knew I would not like it. But why thegirls' clothing I asked myself? This was hardly the first time I hadbeen made to wear them, though it had been two years since they put mein skirts. In the past it was a means of punishment and I couldn'timagine their putting me in skirts. Some he recognised, but others were so new to him that he could not even guess at the ingredients.His mother had declined his invitation to join him, evidently because of protocol, but she supervised the handling of the dishes as they arrived. There seemed to be a quaint custom that the waiter (as David thought of them) who brought each dish was given a small portion of it to eat before it was given to David. After the fourth or fifth time this happened he realised that this was his mother's. Gaius turned to him. Hes a fucking spirit. A Daemon. No ones seen him yet. Does anyone know who she is? He turned back toward the hill as a scream pierced the night. A woman was fighting with Marcus, trying to push past him. When he got close enough to see the woman, he realized she wasnt a plebeian at all. Her clothing was expensive, cut perfectly. Her red hair was piled high on top of her head. A man stood beside her, finally pulled her off Marcus. It wasnt until he moved closer to the light.