"Lick me clean and I'll do you"I licked my cum off his somewhat hairy chest, and scooped sperm from his bellybutton. He moved me around and ate out my...ass too.We kissed..tasting each others sperm....inhaling each others aroma of cum andsweat."More now or in the morning?" he asked.I didnt' answer so he got up and tossed me on my back, grabbed my ankles andjammed his semi hard cock into my ass and began to fuck me.It went on and on...I lay there watching him. His eyes would close and hewould go. I told her I'd try to bring her in later, but . . . ." She shrugged. "Lila knew I didn't mean it. I was too strung out and too hung up on Sam. We were at this party, a Christmas party, when I told her. She left and I haven't seen her since. "I stayed with Sam for a while, because I did believe him. I kept writing and singing and he kept saying, oh, sorry, it didn’t work out but I have another guy I want to talk to. I was such an idiot." "No," said Luke, "he used you. It's no sin to believe in. I wanted to name her Fiona, but Fiona insisted that was bad luck. I couldn't see how naming a baby after her mother could possibly be bad luck when it was OK to name a boy after his father, but Fiona wouldn't budge. We compromised on naming her Iola, which was the name of Fiona's mother. 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. Some of them are decades old, but still need decoding."I've gone out on a few digs as a student, but I am not really trained for general archaeology, and me standing over the shoulder of somebody waiting until he finds an inscription that needs decoding is pretty useless. In most cases the writing is easily understood, like in Latin, or it's a pre-historic site. Only a small portion of the digs had inscriptions that need my skills."In short, going to the field for me would be a complete waste.