Celsus and I wore togas. The women wore their silk stolas. Celsus proudly rode next to me while each of the women rode on a pallet carried by Celsus�...s slaves. His guards led the procession and my new guards-in-training brought up the rear.Despite there being no phones in this time, word of the challenge had spread like wildfire yesterday. The road to Puteoli this morning looked like rush hour traffic from my original time with everyone heading into the city to work--except that everyone stepped. But please don’t tell anyone.Uncle: Not at all. I know that at this age, it is very common.Me: (my dad called me) Ok, uncle. Daddy is calling. See you later.Uncle: Ok, dear. Take care.That night I was alone in my room watching TV. Then the bell rang. It was uncle. He gave me brinjal curry that aunty made in the afternoon. I asked him to come in. He came in. I forgot that I was wearing shorts. I generally don’t wear shorts, but that day I wore as I was alone.Even Uncle was shocked to see me in. I helped her in cooking and cleaning the utensils and by 10:30 pm, everything was finished.We then went to bedroom and I told Saroj not to wear sarees in the night. Instead, I bought a few descent nighties for her. She took one of them and untied her saree, petticoat and blouse. Once again she told me to remove her bra strap. I was already in my bermuda with naked top. I went near her and removed her bra strap and it fallen down on the floor. We then came near to each other and hugged each. It felt so good and it had me leaking pre cum. When it covered her hands she licked it off hands and then back to stroking me slow. I wanted in on the fun so I started rubbing her pussy, which is very wet. I started rubbing her clit and she started moaning and moving against my hand. The more I rubbed the wetter she got and she was going crazy and so was I. She said she wanted to try something that can help us both and told me to sit back. Straddled me facing away so I could see and feel her.