Several months went by as town folk began to talk about the strange Greek woman who purchase the old mansion and farm. Many a carpenter went out to the mansion only to return with wild stories of strange animals, and odd creatures found in ancient books of myth.
So it was for Allen Blake a bricklayer of four years experiance. Having heard of work and excellent pay he paid a call on the mansion and was quickly hired for repointing old brickwork and building brick walls for the private gardens to the rear of the great house.
Allen had worked with great satisfaction for Circe and had been given a room to stay at the mansion while he finished his work. After almost
ten months had passed he was showered one black night and laid out on the silk sheet bed to relax his sore muscles.
Almost asleep he heard the sound of someone walking toward his bedside. A slender dark figure stood just a few feet from the end of his bed when he spoke.
"Your in the wrong room!" Allen said.
"My Mistress told me this was your room and I should come and give you a night of pleasure. She is very happy with your fine workmenship here and wants you to feel or at least know the pleasures we boast." said the figure.
Stepping closer the pretty face of a young woman slid into what little light came inside from the open doors to Allen's balcony.
"Are you here to offer me a wild night of sexual pleasures?" asked Allen sounding less than thrilled with being sent some whore.
"I am here to grant you pleasure and if you accept me into your bed for one night a memory which will thrill you the rest of your natural life!" beconed the woman's voice.