Between the house chores, the constant pregnanciesand the caring for their children, roman women had only rarely time forbaths. The exception were the...patrician girls like Aurelia or Priscilla,or to a wife of a novus homus, like Livia, who could afford a legion ofclients or slaves to do the more mundane things. Consequence was that itwas easy to find some privacy.Aurelia, in order to end the constant gossiping, decided to sharesomething she wanted to keep for herself, "I had a strange dream. " We just got married last week! You really think I could forget about her?" John just shook his head sadly.Over the rest of the morning, John took Alex to see the kitchens, the laundry, and the guest areas. These last John fond highly disturbing, as no one seemed to close their doors, and unfortunate sex slaves could be seen being fucked and abused in all possible combinations. Twice someone tried to include John or himself, but John politely declined for orientation duty. One belligerent,. When I was breathing normal again I got my arms behind her, she clasped her arms behind me as well. We held each other and basked in all the sensations, the warm feelings and the tingle of still being with each other."I needed that." She told me in a way that was almost as a sigh."You seem.... satisfied." I teased her with the obvious."I," she hesitated a bit, "I haven't been with anyone since Frank..." I never thought about it," I confided, "I had never considered what you might be doing even. She picked up her drink and came down the bar towards me. Then she sat on the stool next to me."Hello," she said.After our pleasantries, she began talking about how some people really piss her off. I sat silent as she rambled on. At some point I affirmed that she was right about whatever she was talking about. She then put her hand on my right leg."Thank you, sugar man," she told me.She didn't remove her hand as she continued. Every so often, she'd rub up and down on my thigh. Of course I.