Less than two hours later, I finished ensuring that none of the 480 legion troops would be waking up. Satisfied, I crept back out and washed the blood...off my hands and my tanto. Shaking with excitement, I left, opening the city gate and hurrying back to my horses.The two men from the auxilia standing guard were surprised that I kept my word that I gave to the earlier two guards and brought them amphorae of wine. I struck up a conversation with them, trying to guide it to their feelings about. "Don't look at my boobies their too small." he whined joking around. I laughed and replied, "Yea right, mine are way too small, I can't wait to get a boob job." and I looked down at my barely D boobs, wishing they were just a little bit bigger. "Are you crazy?" he replied now looking at them. "No, their way too little." "Whatever, your like DD." No I'm not, I'm a C." "Oh whatever, take your shirt off."I did what I was told and took one of my 2 shirts off. He grabbed my boobs and I looked over. After around 15 minutes, we introduced each other and we had almost moved from shopping to talking. Meanwhile she finalised her bills and we continued to talk and share our views on different topics. She was open minded and I am good to talk to, for like minded people. Her son wanted to go to McDonald, so she invited me along. We chatted for long time and she left, meanwhile we exchanged our contact details.A day later she called me up in evening and asked me if I was free, I was, so she. I had forgotten that I tucked my pink dildo in the skirt to hide it. The toy wasn't always mine. My older sister left it in the closet when she moved away. But it was mine now, and I used it early and often. Now it lay in the dresser completely exposed , and my little secret was no longer a secret.Uncle Clyde's eyes lit up like he was looking at a winning lottery ticket. He was dumbfounded. He reached in the drawer and picked it up like it was a delicate sparrow. He held it lovingly in.