As I waited on the Platform for the train to pull in,little did I know that that was not the only way I was going to be fucked that day.About an hour...into the journey I was aimlessly staring out the window,watching the countryside go bye,quite pretty but I had seen it a hundred times before.We pulled into a station and I fumbled in my bag for a fag.I got up as the train pulled away once again and then I got up and went to the alley between carriages,leaned out of the window and had my. Oh, well, what's in a name?Commodus kept getting crazier and crazier. I was thinking that I only had one more year before I could retire as a gladiator. Commodus had already lost four of his best men to retirement, and he was steaming over it. It was a union rule that a gladiator could retire after three years if he wanted to. Of course, he could stay longer if he wished, but he could not be forced to remain a gladiator after three years of service.Commodus was beside himself with rage over. He smelled her juices on them. He rubbed them against his erection that night while masturbating. But through it all, he still didn’t know why she gave them to him.Soon they stopped at the first stop sign, which was not far from campus. Tommy started to dream up what they looked like in his head. Ari quickly showed her underwear to him, lowering her yoga pants to reveal a cute, almost cheeky pair with a smiley face on the back of them. Nothing in that description was left unsaid. He started to. I said ok and had some scotch and his wife also had some round and they insisted my wife also to drink and she initially hesitated and later on joined us and had some round of scotch and they said after dinner they are going for a photo shoot since his wife is going for TV audition tomorrow. She has to submit the photos before the audition and they asked us to join the photo shoot and we said ok and went along with them in their car to their house their house was a big bungalow with swimming.