"Jesus! I ... did it! I came from slapping my twat!" Colleen said with a half grunt, half laugh.Cal let a finger glide along her moistened labia, teas...ng her, but not sending the finger into her. Instead, he swatted her on the ass again, drawing a kind of satisfied moan from her throat. The moan grew louder as his fingers brushed across her clitoris before sliding into her wetness.Colleen was beside herself; she began writhing, first this way, then that; hoping to urge him into more sexual. Now I think we could make a case tothe contrary, but the national sorority executive board would count youtwo as men. We definitely don't want to get in trouble with them."Todd said, "But even so, why are we dressed this way?"Penelope said, "Good question, Tiffany. Well, think it through for aminute. If we have this stupid rule then Beta Phi may have a similarrule, except no women in their case. If I drove you over there dressedas women we might be noticed and they could get in trouble. At least I knew I had some fun to look forward to when I got there.I call Pops “straight” because even though he likes having sex with guys, “none of that kissing shit”. No problem here, even though I like to make out with a guy, plenty to do otherwise. Good thing, the pictures he had sent were accurate to who he was and actually was even more tight bodied than they had shown (though I would have preferred more meat on him) and he was hairier than his pictures showed. Schwing!Pops answers the. Two gladiators who had announced their intention of retiring a few months before they were eligible for it, found themselves in fights that they could not possibly win. Commodus showed his thumb when they asked for mercy, and they were killed on the spot. The rest of us got the message real fast.I still wound up with some weird partnering, but I managed to live through it, and I rarely had to kill somebody at the end of a match. Everybody conceded that I was very likely the best gladiator in.