<strong> Bitty in the Bedroom and an exit stage left</strong><br/><br/>The large woman had finished with most of the servants, only the largest of the men was still servicing her when her husband knocked the door. She heard the fear in his voice and smiled. Everything was coming to fruition, earlier than she had hoped but it was good. The grapes that the young woman had brought to her had been dealt with earlier, after all her husband knew not of all her contacts in Rome, and many were so very useful. They had been painted most delightfully and with a strong glass of wine he would taste nothing.<br/><br/>On hearing her husband the servant was sent away, his body still covered in her own excretions, he was relived in many ways until Matriana suggested she would like him to return later.<br/><br/>When her husband came in the woman shook her head, this was not the first time that she had seen him so bloody. It was always with females, his male friends were always so well treated….treated almost tenderly.<br/><br/>She lay on the bed very much exposed, “Come my dear all will be well, perhaps a few grapes, wine and a little of this.” She offered her huge breast and nipple. “I know how it calms you…there is nothing to fear.”<br/>