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Marie-Guillemine Benoist [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

“I am Jafari, and this is my wife Hewa. We will be staying in the city for a while.”

The woman bowed her head, her pink tongue flicking over her full lips.

Maybe tonight as they slept I could crawl in between them. Jafari opened his purse and I could see good Roman coins glinting inside. Focus Darius, your dick is not the most important thing in this room, all that money is.


This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novella, The Vampire’s Gallery, met. What you missed can be found here. It’s part of Six Sentence Sunday. Click the link for more awesome stories!
Please note: This is set around 1 BC, and is light when it comes to historical accuracy. I mean, no one’s going to whip out some matches or a PSP, but there are probably details I’ll get wrong.