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Chapter 13 by HistoricoPublius HistoricoPublius

Will you ask anyone to accompany you?

Polyxena

Polyxena might be useful to have with you, you decide. {if Polyxena > 1}And besides, you find being around the forward **** quite stimulating.{endif} You check your appearance one final time, then head down into the main house and seek out Antonia.

You find her in the kitchen, helping make sure the morning meal is prepared for the field hands, who have already been out working for several hours. "Antonia!" you call. She glances up in surprise.

"Yes, Lord Gaius?"

"There was a **** you sent to bathe me the other day...a woman named Polyxena. I wondered if I might borrow her for the day?"

Antonia raises an eyebrow. "Polyxena? Whatever for?"

Thinking quickly, you say, "Ah, I'm planning to visit the Roman Legion and find some information about this bandit who keeps harassing the farms. I think she mentioned that she can read and write, and I thought it would be useful to have a scribe with me."

Antonia's expression clears. "Ah, of course. Yes, that's one of Polyxena's skills. Let me just find her for you."

After a few more minutes, you're on the road, Polyxena walking demurely by your side. {if Polyxena = 0}"I'm surprised you asked for me, Dominus. After the other day I had thought that you were...not interested in what I had to offer."

You raise an eyebrow in return. "Who said I was? Still, ****, I think I might find your...skills...valuable."

That puts a bit of a chill in the conversation, and you walk in silence for the rest of the trip.

{else if Polyxena > 0}Once you're safely away the villa, the Greek **** turns to look at you, eyebrow arched. "So, does this mean that you enjoyed the use of me, Dominus?" she asks with a coy smile.

You smirk back. "It means all that and more." You smile at her and the two of you walk, her slightly behind you for propriety, but close enough that you would swear you could smell her.

{elseif Polyxena < 0}Along the way, you idly glance over her body, appreciating its generous curves and her olive skin. You never know when a Greek whore that begs for breeding will be useful...{endif}

To the Legion!

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