Lindsey Davis

"Marcus Didius Falco, you are not seducing me", smiled Helena Justina as she solved my moral dilema with the sweatness I had so long failed to recognized in her. "I am trying as hard as I can to seduce you". I had always know that she was a forthright girl.
I have no intention to describing what happened next. It is private between me, the senator's daughter and the gardener's horse.