If she'd felt embarrassed before she felt doubly so now, the flush of excitement faded almost instantly as she straightened up and saw the amused look...on his face as he idly wiped his fingers on the dish cloth by the sink.?My my you are a horny one aren’t you.? he laughed and Tracey wished she could dive into the sink and swim down the plug hole!She was still naked of course and that fact wasn't missed by the man who grinned,?Well we know your excited at the thought of being a slave now don't. It whimpered in pain. I sent my magic out into the cobblestones of the road, shaping the rock with earth. A paving stone became a spike plunging up into the beast’s side.“No,” the creature moaned, its voice far too human and feminine. It blurred and a naked, coal-skinned woman whimpered and died.“Do you need Sophia?” I asked as blood dripped from Thrak’s arm.“I’m fine,” he growled, anger boiling in his dark-red eyes. His thick eyebrows, dotted with bone piercings, furrowed. “There are more to. That was when I saw her. Her long black hair followed her perfectly as she strutted through the door, her perfume filling the air, her big brown eyes fluttering as she bites her sexy full lips finished off with lots of red lipstick. She had the standard light blue t shirt and dark blue trouser uniform we all have to wear but she managed to make it look sexy. Her 38b boobs pressed against the tight shirt and the trousers hugged her 18 year old perky butt and long legs. She was lightly tanned. I came home after he asked me, and I studied what Romans really wore. I find that togas were mostly wool, and I asked Sean about it next day and he explain that a bed sheet would be a fine substitute in this climate. I also find that Roman's don't wear underwear in those days like we do; instead they wear loincloths or little aprons in case toga happened to come unwrapped. I guess in those days women don't cover their breasts so much as today, only their pussies, and men their penises."I.