Alone finally with her uncle, Lucia draped herself over one of the low couches in the room and looked mischievously at her father's brother.  The soft material of her clothing riding high up her thigh as she bent one leg by placing her foot flat on the soft cushion.  She paid the indiscretion no attention, almost daring her uncle to take advantage of the view.  "I am eager to learn the ways of influencing men uncle.  My father is teaching me to use gold, I was hoping you could teach me to use, other skills."  She suggested coyly, though suddenly disappointed at the interruption of another visitor.  She assumed her uncle would ignore such business with his favorite niece paying him a visit, though she had much to learn of the world of business and pleasure.<br/><br/>Kaya paused at the announcement of so prestigious a visitor, though the name and title meant little to her, she had been here long enough to know most customers were not announced in this way.  In fact they were usually quite the opposite.  She soon found though that it was now her turn to be led as Cadmus took her hand and pulled her away from the front entry and into a private room.  Cadmus had been so unlike the other men she had encountered in Rome, of course arriving as a slave certainly biased her impression of men in the Empire.  This one though, despite acknowledging she was a whore, had been civil.  She wondered what it meant about her lack of virtue that she found herself almost eager for the attentions of a good man.  Kaya may not consider herself a whore, but she was no shrinking violet either.  She was well familiar with the pleasures of the body, and so far this was the best man she had met this side of the great sea.