Post by Admin on Mar 4, 2017 19:48:12 GMT -6
I had lived in the villa of my father and grand father and grandfather before him all my life. I had met my grandfather only once or twice before he passed from a lung disease. His time of confinement had been very long and just before he died my father brought me to see him. Sitting on his bed, I listened carefully as he spoke first to my father and then to me. He warned me that men were evil to women, even my father, since my mother had left the Villa almost right after I was born. I took his words to heart and avoided any true contact with men.
My grandfather had become rich from the trade business. He had worked hard to purchase a ship and used this to import grain from Egypt, Olive oil from Greece,and Espania and iron from Gaul. It was on one of those trips that my father joined and served in the legions of Gaul. He made a name for himself and I was taken care of by a series of nannys. Some good, some not so good but, that red hair and the temperment that went with it chased many away. Finally, as I got older the nanny was replaced by a slave. Her name was arriana and we were as close as close could be between Mistress and slave.
My little sister also lived with us. I loved her very much and would do anything for her and more or less raised her while poppa was off serving in the military leading to a lot of spoiling by both myself and arraiana. Our family could trace it's origins back to the republic of Rome and between my grandfathers wealth and that of my father, Cassia and I would be well taken care of for the rest of our lives. Wealthy and holding great power in the senate, we had no worries whatsoever about much of anything and lived a life of privilege and ease.
But life often brought disaster even when a woman thought that everything was fine. Soon she found herself in a difficult situation...
My grandfather had become rich from the trade business. He had worked hard to purchase a ship and used this to import grain from Egypt, Olive oil from Greece,and Espania and iron from Gaul. It was on one of those trips that my father joined and served in the legions of Gaul. He made a name for himself and I was taken care of by a series of nannys. Some good, some not so good but, that red hair and the temperment that went with it chased many away. Finally, as I got older the nanny was replaced by a slave. Her name was arriana and we were as close as close could be between Mistress and slave.
My little sister also lived with us. I loved her very much and would do anything for her and more or less raised her while poppa was off serving in the military leading to a lot of spoiling by both myself and arraiana. Our family could trace it's origins back to the republic of Rome and between my grandfathers wealth and that of my father, Cassia and I would be well taken care of for the rest of our lives. Wealthy and holding great power in the senate, we had no worries whatsoever about much of anything and lived a life of privilege and ease.
But life often brought disaster even when a woman thought that everything was fine. Soon she found herself in a difficult situation...