Livia, the blonde.

You approach the blonde. {if Livia=2}She smiles up at you with the appearance of shyness. "Hello, sir. I'm Livia."{endif}

"You're an enticing creature, Livia," you say with a smile. Taking her hand, you pull her to her feet, and she demurely stands. You hold one arm up and she, following your lead, turns in place, giving you a good view of her whole body (albeit clothed). She's got small tits, but a slim waist with firm-looking hips and ass. The rouge on her lips is inviting, and she gazes at you with large, blue eyes while her red lips part slightly.

"Would you have me, sir?"

You grin. "I shall. Lead the way."

"Of course, sir."

Livia leads you to the back of the foyer, then up a short flight of stairs that wrap around a central courtyard. She takes you into one of several small rooms that line the gallery, and gestures for you to take a seat on the couch. As she slides the door closed, you remove your toga and sprawl naked on the couch. Your cock is already stirring to life.

That fact is not lost on Livia, who has turned to you and does a pretty good job of blushing when she sees you. Crossing, she kneels beside the couch, taking one of your hands in her own.

“May I touch you, sir?”

You laugh slightly. “Of course. I’d be disappointed if you didn’t!”

She chuckles, and caresses your member gently. “Mmmm. Sir, you have a lovely organ.” She turns her large blue eyes to you.

“How would you have me, sir?”