Serena whimpered a little, begging me to do more. I only nodded and moved to untie the bottoms, taking my time with the knots as if that in itself was...a labourious process. I stared unabashedly at her dripping flower, but ignored it. Instead I took my tongue to the bit of skin just above her little mound. Her grip on the bedspread tightened as I moved my tongue in little circles across her stomach and up towards her chest. I was so hungry for her now. I wanted to do so many things I had seen. The train pulls away and now you find enough room to turn round, disappointment flows through you as you realise one of the people who got off the train was your mystery hand! Trembling now you turn back to your sister who has a questioning look in her eyes, without her asking you lean in and whisper ‘no I don’t know who it was’ as she gasps you feel her hand touch the front of your skirt and realise that your juices have soaked it where the hand had been. Grinning with embarrassment you look. Getorix and I headed for the village; as we did, several armed and dangerous men appeared from some woods. Gladiators! They got benefits for fighting for the Roman elite, they would support them surely?“You! Are you Romans?” shouted a man with a sword and shield. I left my knife in my bag; we were outnumbered and defenceless. Yet I was honest. “No. We are from the villae yonder. We are going to the local village to find out what is happening.” I didn’t say we had rebelled, but then I didn’t say. "I think I might be able to do something to help with that," came another voice.Eoric and Eochaid turned to find Merlin behind them. He was dressed in a plain grey tunic and cloak, his silver hair and beard framing his craggy face. His blue eyes twinkled as if he had heard something really funny and was still enjoying the amusement of it."Merlin!" cried Eoric."Well met, Eoric and may I say well done on ending this unseemly slaughter too. You are a credit to your clan I say." Not you as well?".