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"Oh, he knew her mouth usually costs. Marcus had marveled at the sight of the amount of coin that had been passed over in order to purchase a night with one of them. He had also witnessed those with light fingers, often they would have no fingers to worry about in the end. Still, why the sudden interest in his affairs? She knew the routine and how things went. \n \n\n\n\tMarcus could not resist a smirk in response to her slap. His wife was still pretty, in a plain and somewhat boring way. He would never call her wrinkled or old. However, she often glared at him in agitation and frustration. Not that he could blame her. Despite their differences, she remained his wife and he was obligated to defend her. Still, he said nothing, and knew she was still trying to lure him into that trap. The sounds of the Domus Venus were not uncommon. At first, they had been exciting and now it had become the usual part of daily life. \n \n\n\n\tMarcus groaned and arched his back while he stretched in the seat. There were many stories that he could tell her. Would he? Absolutely not. \"Your tales of me sent them all to sleep?\" He asked, raised an eyebrow and laughed. \"Perhaps I will see them later to see. As for a story,\" Marcus reached out, stroked her soft cheek with his fingertips and used that hand to lift his cup to his lips. \"Actually, I have one. Would you like to hear it? It is a bit of a life lesson.\" \n \n\n\n\t@Sara\n "
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