Following my mom’s order, I went to the room where I get massaged every time and laid down. I didn’t know whether to keep my underwear or not. So ...I laid down with it on.5 minutes later, the Bengali maid came into the room and kept the warm oil on the table and told me, “Utar do isse” (Remove it) and “Tel ko mat chhuna garam hai abhi” (Don’t touch the oil, it’s hot) and went out.I wasn’t surprised as I had been massaged all naked before by her. So I followed what she said and removed my. He could have me appear as an amazon warrior, and pit me against somegladiator, of similar size to start with. Or, if I would not fight hesaid that he would re-enact the rape of Proserpina. Either way, I knewthen that I was doomed to die at the hands of this pig. The question ishow to avoid it.I still had friends at Court, and it was planned that I should fake mydeath by suicide. I would throw myself into the Tiber in front ofwitnesses. My body (one procured for the purpose, her vagina. “I bet she’ll let you find out.” Sam smiled disarmingly and leaned back on the bed, “I’ll let you do whatever you want.” Madison looked unconvinced as Jason took her hand and led her over to Sam. “Maddie, it would be so hot if I got to watch her eat you out.” Madison began to protest but Jason reached down to the hem of her dress and she let him pull it over her head, revealing she was completely naked underneath. Clearly she had a bit of bad girl in her after all. Apparently finding courage. All of my research turned up nothing interesting enough to approach Melissa with, so I took matters into my own hands. Lots of people over the years had tried recreating the lost play. So why couldn't I do the same? But not all of it, you see: I only wrote the first Act. Just enough to have something to show her. The second Act that Melissa brought to my room that night, and that Chambers and Tessa and the Thetas and all the others had read? Well, at first I assumed that she had written it.