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Chapter Seven

Biola was sitting at her desk. Her mind drifted towards the previous evening's events. She had gone home from work to her injured husband Michael. His leg and arm were broken. It was difficult for him to move. Other complications had developed, and kept developing. He was moody, on pain killers, and though he had always been tough to get along with, he was practically unbearable.

He had told her he wanted some sexual attention, pretty bluntly, and, being a good wife, Biola attempted to oblige. Again. Again, it failed. She stroked it, even tried to suck it.. Nothing. Her thoughts had embarrassed her. It looks so small. Even puny. Her disheveled, unshaven husband looked down towards her. He had a forest of pubic hair around his soft, lifeless member. Didn't smell too great either.
“Damn meds” Michael muttered. “Don't worry honey, I'll be taking care of you soon enough.”
She thought back to earlier sexual acts with her husband, It was fun early on I guess....I just, I wonder what Alfred feels like inside........no.......don't think about that. Life will be back to normal soon enough. Do I have any hickeys on my boobs? I don't think so..... “Hey, would you, um, like to play with my boobs maybe?”
“Nah Mick, its not the same. If I can't cum what's the point?”
Alfred loves my boobs. He could play with them all day I'm sure. I orgasm just from him playing with them. He's a pig to force me like he does, but god, at least I get some attention somewhere.
And so, the night had passed. In bed, at last, she was ready for some rest. Hopefully her husband wouldn't.... “hey,” Michael piped up, “Bleep, can you get me some water hon. Its such a pain to get up.”
Up she got, some water she brought back, Michael guzzled it down and lay in bed.
Now he's going to have to get up in the middle of the night to pee, always an ordeal, and...ugh..... “Life will be back to normal soon enough”....what if normal sucks?
It had been an interesting evening. Biola was sitting at her desk. She didn't like being forced to perform for Alfred, but she wasn't looking forward to her life with Michael either.

* * * *
Alfred was waiting for his appointment, today, with Kole and his wife. Naomi? He never could remember her name. He had an idea of what he was hoping would happen, but he was going to have to improvise depending on how the situation unfolded. What he was thinking of was kind of hardcore...but...it probably wasn't going to happen. It was just a fantasy anyway. What was it about himself that made him fantasize about such things? Well, thinking about it made him want to jerk off. Good thing he had Biola so he didn't have to do that anymore.
Biola would have to wait though, they should be here any minute.


* * *

Henrietta sat through class. Rome this, Rome that. This emperor did this, this emperor did that. She heard about the debauchery of Tiberius which caught her attention. Her teacher Rita noticed the class perk up when she mentioned Tiberius' madness.
“Yes, some of these emperors got really perverted at points. Tiberius was said to rape boys, girls, men, women, make them his play thing for a while and then have them cast off the cliffs of his ocean side villa.... Altogether, not a good date (laughter). It seems like many of the emperors descended into sexual perversity, as their power grew. There is a lot of emotional power plays in sexuality, and....well...that's for a different class...anyway....” and she continued.
That's interesting. Maybe I'll read about those guys later...hmm.....I hope Alfred doesn't throw me off a cliff....(she smiled)....raping me wouldn't be terrible though...I wonder if Tiberius was hot?.....
“Alright, that's class for today. Turn in your homework and I'll give you back your midterms....some of you did great, some of you, well, I may have to toss you over a cliff.....(brief nervous laughter amongst the students)....well, maybe not that, but I'll have to talk with some of you later.” Rita said, her eyes very serious with the last point. She also looked straight at Henrietta.
“Ohhh, something tells me your screwed Henrietta.....” a friend told her as they all stood up.
“Um, I am so screwed.”

* * *
Henrietta waited till the others left to minimize her humiliation, and she walked up to Rita.
Rita was an attractive vivacious woman in her late 20s. She had large D cup breasts that every guy in the school masturbated about. She had a large, round ass woman of her ethnic heritage were famous for, and big soft lips. Her eyes were sharp, intelligent, and dark brown. But there was a certain coldness and harshness about her that scared everyone, even other members of the faculty.
“What happened with that midterm Henrietta? It was pretty bad.”
“Well, I've been working a lot, and just a lot of stuff going on at home, and...”
“Yes, I see, okay. Well, you have to do very well on the final, and on all the remaining home works, to even think of passing this class, and this class is required for graduation. This is very serious. Let me see your homework.”




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