She did not object. Here was a man whom she had known for less than a day, and already she felt comfortable with kissing him on the lips. Or rather, he kissed her on the lips but it made no difference. Rachel, her eyes locked on Valerios, slipped off both her shoes, dropping them on the ground next to the bench.
"You are welcome to join in if you want." she said, completely oblivious to the slavegirls watching in the bushes. Pulling the shirt up over her head, she took it off and liberated her plump breasts from their tight confines in front of Valerios. But it was only a few seconds before she turned around to face the water, her back towards the handsome young man. "I don't mind sharing a bath with you, as long as there is no one watching."
Next, she slipped off the last piece of clothing, the long skirt, and discarded it on the bench with the shirt. Slowly she stepped into the slightly cold water, until she got to a depth where it reached her shoulders, and began cleaning herself.