"Oh, now this is a beautiful villa! What do you think of it, Octavio?"

"I believe it is occupied, Sir," he replies. "The grounds are kept, however, there appears to be no doorman."

"Well, let us find out for ourselves!"

I stride on up to the entrance. Since no doorman is present, I knock. No one answers.

"Octavio, go around to the servants' entrance and see if you can get anyone's attention that way. Perhaps the place is unoccupied after all. If it is, I shall make enquiries to procure it for myself."

Octavio does as he is bid, and soon enough, the front door is opened. Octavio stands with a beautiful, golden haired young woman. She welcomes me and asks me to step inside.

"I am sorry to intrude. I was rather under the impression that this villa was unoccupied. Do you not have a door man?"

"We do, Sir, but he is currently taking his afternoon meal. Is there something I may do for you?"

Looking her over, I think she would fulfill my needs just fine. I allow her to see the lust in my eyes for a moment. She immediately averts her eyes. Good girl. I could take her now, but I do not know where exactly the doorman is, or when he may return, or if there are any others about who would come to her rescue. Octavio would simply look the other way. But, I let the thought go, deciding I will behave myself for now.

"Who is it that occupies this lovely home?" I ask her.

"I am not at liberty to state the matrona's identity. My mistress only makes herself known to others when she may greet them herself. May I tell her who has called though?"

"How mysterious your mistress is. Well, then, I shall be just as mysterious. You may simply tell her a gentleman of Roma has stopped by and desires to know the lady who would own such a wonderful villa. Come, Octavio! Let us be on our way."

We walk out of the villa back towards the road.

"Octavio, kindly point me in the direction of the nearest house of pleasure. After seeing that lovely piece back there, I have a itch that must be scratched immediately."