If Paolo had thought that while waiting for the pizzas to arrive he could get on with some ‘preliminaries’ he was wrong. He made an attempt to speak, but Livia shushed him.
“Relax Paolo. Plenty of time to talk later.”
Livia was bewitching. Paolo sat in silence on one of the two opposing sofas, looking across the large deep-pile rug at the object of his every desire. The excitement and anticipation was almost too much to bear, but bear it he must as Livia’s capriciousness required him to play her game, or lose the opportunity completely.
Livia looked divine.