Xerxes sat down on the divan with a clink and a jangle from the thick gold and platinum jewellery that he wore not only on his body but in many places... threaded into his flesh. He placed the hexagonal box carefully on the table in front of him and shook his head."Still," he said uncharacteristically reflectively. "A million credits are better than nothing at all. Thank you, Lofty. You did a good job."Lofty could at last venture a smile, which on a face like his was still tinged with a hint of. Because of this, may my lust for you be your reward, grandly tantalizing you each moment and every hour of all your days. My daydream tells me you are spirit, but I am flesh. Your spirit is what I long for most. The way it twists and turns with my spirit to meet me in places foreign and strange to me, yet refreshing and exciting. I see you making love to me, and I’m not afraid. Not afraid to look into your eyes because you watch me continually. You are never displeased. You care deeply about. The second that door shut, my act crumbled. I sat down on the bed and broke down crying. “Honey, what’s wrong?” the man asked. “I don’t know what I’m doing here,” I said. “I wanted to spice up our love life and now I’m supposed to have sex with you and I don’t even know your name! This is so wrong. And the whole time I am just going to be thinking about my husband fucking one of those beautiful women out there. He’ll never want me again!” “Don’t be ridiculous. You are better looking than. He had about seven sisters. five older and two younger. I've havent seen them in a long time like since I left for college a year ago. I was the only child and was raised by a mom who thought that if she worked all the time I would have a good life. Wrong she was always gone on business trips and so she asked the neighbors who just moved in to watch me for a week. They were cool with it and they treated me like i was a part of the family. Hell I spent more time there and went on trips with them.