It is the fourth day of August in the year 50, and I am bored. It isn't easy being the Pharaoh of our wonderful country of Egypt, but I have already been around the new pyramid, and seen that the building was going well, and my young husband Ptolemy has gone off somewhere. I'm so bored! I think I shall probably just call it a day and go for my bath now. I turn round, and see my faithful servant, Femi, standing behind me. "I would like to have my bath now please Femi," I say to her, and as she nods I walk back into my room. It doesn't take long to get the bath ready, as the water is kept outside in the sunshine so it is warm.
"Your bath is ready mistress," says Femi as she walks into my room. She has her head bowed slightly as I walk past her, but I can still see her pretty features. I take in her dark slanted eyes, and her ivory skin. She's easily the second most gorgeous girl in the whole of Cairo, which is why I keep her so close to me. I know she would never betray me though, I almost feel like she is a friend to me. Of course the Pharaoh of Egypt has no friends, only an annoying younger brother husband, but it was my father who approved that. I know she is still behind me as I walk into the bathroom, and my eyes fall upon the bathtub. It is a gorgeous bathtub, with patterned tiles round it and rose petals dropped over it. Femi comes up to me, and pulls the straps of my white dress off my shoulders and lets it slide to the floor. I can feel her slender fingers warm upon my shoulders, then she moves them away.