“Four.” Stated the distant voice through the fog, but Amber couldn’t think what it could mean. Ellen and the vibe hadn’t let up, and Tink had ...shifted to leaving more hickeys on her sometime lover. In less than a minute a spasming, howling Amber was convulsing through another orgasm. “Five.” The anal vibe turned on at full power, and it trigged another climax almost on top of the last. “Six.” Amber was shouting mindless expletives, barely clinging to consciousness, and Tink pinched both of her. Everyone would see me at my most beautiful, shouting out in ecstasy as one anonymous lover after another pleasured me.’ ‘Did all them Roman women do that or just empresses?’ ‘The historians didn’t write so much about normal Romans, but most of them couldn’t afford slaves or were slaves themselves. It was probably just empresses who could afford to do things like that.’ ‘Well, I’m glad I ain’t an empress,’ said Mary decisively. ‘It might have some perks, but for tonight I’m hoping I can be a. ]No one suspected a thing at first. Initial reports of a sorority house reeking of feet were no big deal. Everyone thought it was merely a case of poor hygiene, and the college's higher-ups informed the ladies that their feet stunk so bad that they could be smelled outside the house, and would need to be cleaned immediately. When they washed their feet, however, that rancid vinegary smell simply wouldn't go away. Shower after shower didn't put a dent in the smell, and it was slowly becoming. My email id is: . Please give me feedback about this story as well as last story on this email id.I lived in the IIT Delhi hostel while she lives alone in her flat in New Delhi. Even though we stayed in the same city, we both were very busy. She was busy in her job and I was busy as it was my 4th (final) year of BTech. We had enjoyed a quality sex-life during my 3rd year. But now, we didn’t get time to meet each other regularly. So, we used to meet at coffee shops or some good restaurants.