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CICERO AND HOW ANCIENT ROME COLLIDES WITH TODAY
Cicero by Narkael
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HORTENSIA
Rated from 15. You should be 15 years or older to read this chapter, because Hortensia says some sexually suggestive things.

HORTENSIA
Only, because my father wanted affluence. That is why they chose me. Because! No one else who had already had a son, would have dared to do it! Because they had their sons to do that part. Only we, who were sonless, were meant to do it. Because, both me and my mother had failed at bearing the right fruit of our womb. So, we had to do it, because we could hold the most resemblance to our father, so, that is why, me as a woman, could be most as a man, or so we thought at least.


HORTENSIA II
also speaking Sulla and Julius Caesar

HORTENSIA
No, only the gods had wanted us to be together. What we did on the side, was a different matter. So we could be with whom ever we want, as long as the great city of Rome was saved. As, we did always what the gods wanted. Even if they did not give us any sons.


QUINTUS HORTENSIUS HORTALUS
also speaking Sulla

Rated from 18 years and up, a bit of hostile and sexual content not suitable for children.

HORTENSIVS
I tried making love to many women. None of them they bore any son for me. And if they had, I would have married them. I even went to many widows. I would have married them. And taken them in! Had they given me a son! But! The gods' mighty fury curses, could not be broken! Not even with my best wishes! So! We never had a son!

HORTENSIVS
The gods didn't want to play discus with me. And I tried. I tried to call them out, to summon them! Yet! Where are they! Long into the night, I waited for them. And, not even a sign. Not even a chariot. So I knew, that they thought of me a fool.

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