They were all twenty- something then, when a fellow GI named Rod introduced Ted to his two girlfriends. Rod had boasted to Ted about fucking both of t...hem and Ted wanted in on the situation. Dot and Goody seduced him, mostly because he was a virgin too and because they were anxious to lose theirs. Then the four of them were having fuck-fests in Goody's spacious apartment in downtown Wiesbaden every chance they got. When Dot and Ted married they decided that because Dot was going to satisfy her. In fact, he was sure that I had been a professional gladiator at some time. I didn't argue with him because I saw an opportunity coming.Wow, when I counted the coins that I had won in the arena today, it came out to 119 denarii. That was about what a soldier could earn in a month. Man, I was rich! Thank the gods that it was customary for a gladiator to keep whatever the crowd gave him as the reward for victory. At this rate, I would shortly be able to buy my freedom, but I was not sure that I. YOU have 30 fucking days from noon Monday TO SERVE ME with the goddamn divorce papers. I’ve given you grounds for mental cruelty already. That’s strike one against my ass. You’ll have plenty of grounds for physical cruelty when you pull that fucking tape off your stinking worthless body. Oh, I wish I’d be here to listen to you yell and curse my fucking name. That would be so fucking great. I’d love it. Unfortunately, I’ll deny myself that bit of marital bliss.”She then got a great idea. “Or. ’ The agent paused, studying him. Mike waited, looking outwardly cool even as his heart was hammering in his chest. ‘You could be the one.’ ‘Thank you,’ Mike said evenly. ‘Take your shirt off. Let’s see how you’re built.’ He hesitated a moment. His agent had said nothing about this. ‘Kid, this is a visual business,’ the man added impatiently. ‘Now let’s see.’ Slowly, he pulled his shirttail out of his jeans and carefully unbuttoned his shirt. The soft, woven cotton slipped down one arm and was.