Albina tries to.

Albina leans forward. "Come on, Artorius. It's clear you're hiding something. Be a man for once, and tell us what's going on!" She's clearly exasperated by his avoidance - and you're beginning to think that maybe this isn't the first altercation between the two of them, given the heat with which she's speaking. Unfortunately, Artorius is turning red with anger.

"This - you - I can't - Lentillus!" He points a stubby, quavering finger at Albina in rage. "You'd let this little...this little whore speak to me like this? This daughter of a peasant family? You little bitch, you've always put on airs."

"Have I now?" Albina snaps. "At least I'm not a drunk who's mismanaged his inheritance! Be a man for once, would you?"

"Why don't we -" you weakly try to interject, but the argument has already blown past your ability to control.

"A man, eh? A man?! At least I am a man. Perhaps you'd like to know how much of one?!" Artorius snaps his fingers. "Zahra! Let's give the little miss a show, shall we?" He flips his toga open and his tunic up to reveal a fat, flaccid cock. Looking like she's trying to stifle a sigh, the Egyptian **** puts her platter down on a side table and drops to her knees, unceremoniously beginning to suck his cock. Albina looks disgusted.

"Come on, Gaius, let's go," she says indignantly.

Artorius moans quietly as he wraps both hands around his ****'s head. "Don't leave, Lentilus! And don't let her leave! The little prude needs to be reminded of what a woman's role is: to serve the man of the house and bear his children!" He points a finger at Albina. "As soon as your father figures out a suitable match for you, that's going to become your life. I hope you've watched slaves do this before - I'm sure you need the instruction in dicksucking!"