I clear my throat trying get him to go away and he looks at my facebacking up, i realize hes not wearing any pants or underwear, his giant black meat ...swinging between his legs. I ask him what hewants in a nervous voise, he just continues to stare at me and asks what im doing on his land. I tell him im on vacation andhe just snaps his fingers , two more bare black men with their giant black man meat dangling between their legs step out infront of me, holding ropes and chains in their hands.As i. To say the least, he was quite overjoyed by my thinking of him. Together we sat at the dining room table and spent several hours drinking coffee and holding long conversations about my grandmother's early childhood in Italy during the second World War. Dreadfully, however, I had to leave before noon. Though I promised to be with him all day on the coming Sunday.And I kept that promise.When I arrived at about 11 o'clock Sunday morning, I followed him to the living room and found that he had. Three girls sat next to each other on the bed. They were all as cute as the "daughters," and looked to be about the same age. Like all the other girls in the room, they had on skimpy little pajamas."So do you guys want to play Truth or Dare?" one of them asked the others."As long as you go first, Jenny," one of her friends replied with a grin."Okay," the first one replied."Truth or dare?" asked the second speaker."Truth," said Jenny."How many boys have you kissed?" On the lips or elsewhere?". "Then that means these are the Imperial children I suspect." Some of them anyway," replied Deirdre. "The Emperor has quite a few more. To say he's prolific is the understatement of this century. My father never even dreamed about having this many children, or concubines." What are you tutoring them in?" Duncan smiled at the wide-eyed group, who looked back and forth from one Westerner to the other, giggling and pointing.Deirdre hugged the oldest boy and then lifted the smallest girl into her.