It was a warm morning in Rome. The cool Mediterranean air swept through the Imperial Palace of Emperor Nero. While many Romans were enjoying their time preparing to plant their crops or haggle at the markets and forums, Nero and his generals had to settle the Armenian crisis the Parthian Empire.
Hopefully, the General Corbulo would soon return with news bearing the treaty with the Parthians. Nero,waited in his throne room for the General. He rested his head on his hand, using the other to tape on the marble arm.
"I grow tired of waiting!" exclaimed Nero, his booming voice echoing throughout the chamber. The wooden doors then threw open. A figure adorned with bronze armor entered the room.
"My Emperor, I have great news. The Parthians have agreed for peace!" The audience of Nero, his wife, and two advisers. Behind Corbulo was a young woman the apparel of most of the middle-class Romans. Her dark brown hair was fashioned up into a loose bun. Her cool green eyes would tempt any man to loose his sanity and decency.
"And who is this young lady?" Nero pondered.
"It is an offering from the Parthian king. His niece." Corbulo then responded.
"I see. Has this girl known a man in bed?"
"Yes, but only twice. She was the new mistress of the Parthian general before he died."
"Disrobe." Nero demanded. The girl did so. Off with the skirt of her dress. There was a small patch of hair, much to everyone's surprise.
"So I see that the General took good care of her!" Nero joked. The girl then removed the upper part of her dress. Two round breasts appeared. The girl would have needed around a 29B bra. Nero then thought sinister thoughts.