If it wasn't for thescope of what is at risk, and how many lives are theoretically at stake,I wouldn't have anything to do with this." She shrugged, a...nd sat back inher chair, uncertain. I nodded. "That is fine with me, and fair. To behonest I don't know how I am going to handle this, so any insight yourteam can give me will be welcome." She smiled, and seemed relieved. "Verywell, Paul, that is what we will do today. Your brain will be poked andprodded by the best my team can offer, and if you. Well, half convinced her anyway, she still kind of expected him to laugh at her for buying into it.“Hmm, maybe if it is fun.” He replied, relaxing back into the sofa. He wondered what she wanted; she did well academically, was already very popular, and certainly didn’t need help with guys. Even as her brother he could see that she was a vision made flesh, long slender legs revealed by a micro-skirt, a slim body with perky b-cups, blonde hair, and a truly breath-taking beautiful face."It should. One of the emperor’s friends, Gaius Titius Blandus, stirred himself from his bed to point to me.“You must be feeling lucky, it’s not everyone who gets to receive a god’s essence.”Potitus Furius Novation jumped in with a bit of well-timed flattery. “Indeed, we should all count ourselves fortunate that we have the opportunity to sacrifice before Caesar Lucius in person, rather than merely his image.”Lucius smiled. “I wonder how lucky some of our colleagues in the senate will consider it.”“I am. They talked about it, then, and did it over instant messaging in that strange mesmerising way, seducing each other with text on a screen, one hand on the keyboard and the other in their pants. And even then it took them three tries to get it right. She came to his home and there was normal conversation and they went out for lunch, but never made it back. The second time she came they went into his bedroom but never touched the bed, and he didn’t quite dare to lay a finger on her. And she, she.