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    A Better Time, A Different Time – Tale One: To Each His Own

     
     
    She was walking the halls when she ran into Virgil
    and she stopped him, “Virgil are you busy?” Xena asked,
    “not really,” he said as he looked at her.
    “Why?” He asked and Xena let out a breath as she pulled
    Virgil into a nearby corner and he looked at her, wondering what
    the strange behavior was all about. “You’re my friend
    right?” She asked, “yea,” he said as he looked at
    her, “and you’ll tell me the truth when I ask you a
    question, no matter what the question or the answer?” Xena
    asked and Virgil looked at her, “Xena what is going
    on?” He asked and she let out a breath, “I went to the
    market with your mother, Ulysses’ mother and a bunch of other
    women,” Xena said. “And I ran into some women who had
    known Ulysses intimately and they said that there would be no one
    who would be able to do the things Ulysses did with them,”
    she said and Virgil cleared his throat as he looked around.
     
     
    “I think this is something you should be
    talking to Ulysses about,” Virgil said and he was about to
    leave when Xena grabbed his arm and she looked into his eyes.
    “You know what I’m about to ask you,” she said
    and Virgil looked at her then looked down for a minute.
    “Xena, Ulysses was a different man then,” Virgil said
    and Xena shook her head. “That part of him is still there, I
    know because I’ve caught a glance of it but I don’t
    understand why he hides it from me. I want to know him, all of
    him,” Xena said and Virgil shook his head, “no you
    don’t,” he said. “I do,” Xena said in
    returned and Virgil looked at her, “Ulysses is…”
    Virgil said as he searched for a word, “he’s a
    complicated guy,” Virgil said after a minute. “But you
    know him inside and out,” Xena said to Virgil, “what do
    you want to hear Xena? That Ulysses and I shared women, because we
    did. We took them and took them until they were begging for
    more,” Virgil said and Xena looked into his eyes knowing that
    he was telling the truth.
     
     
    Virgil all of a sudden placed his hands on
    Xena’s cheeks as he looked into her eyes, “you’re
    a gentle woman Xena and you may have to face that fact that you
    can’t handle that part of him, few can.” Virgil said
    and Xena just looked into his eyes, “you’re wrong, I am
    his other half, I can handle anything,” she said and Virgil
    nodded as he removed his hands and placed them on the wall in front
    of him, pushing Xena against the wall, until their bodies were
    pressed against each other. She cleared her throat and looked away
    from him, “look at me,” Virgil said and Xena looked him
    dead in his eyes. “If Ulysses came to you tonight and said he
    wanted me to join him and take you, he wanted me to have you, take
    you and taste you. What would you say?” Virgil asked and Xena
    looked into his eyes and swallowed hard as she thought about it,
    “if it was something he really wanted,” Xena said and
    Virgil nodded as he looked at Xena, still waiting for an
    answer.

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