I opened the door and three muscular black males stood with one of the couches. My wife stood in the hallway, short skirt, hose, spike heels, and shee...r blouse which allowed one to see her sexy c-cup boobs.All three couches were now in the theater room, and the guys were admiring my wife as she strolled around the room making sure the couches were in the proper position, what ever that was, if you understand how women enjoy furniture arrangement.“So, what do you guys think?” She asked as she had. There were some electric heaters and there was carpeting over the cement floor, but the lighting was just some bulbs in metal housings dangling from wires, making some spots very bright and others shadowy. There was the acrid smell of fresh concrete, and lots of pipes and valves. It was certainly not a romantic, medieval dungeon, but it was very subterranean. I realized that I could scream as loud as possible and no one would hear me. Now that I was inside the door, all the “normal” rules of. .. There's gotta be a clock around here.(He goes looking for one, and finds Yumi with her hand poised on the telegraph machine.)Sanosuke: Watch out, Kenshin! Shishio knows all about the fight! Don't use your techniques!(The tension breaks, and Aoshi strikes.)Aoshi (thinking): First attack--I'll strike left! Targeting the opposite of the battou-jutsu's base point. The back of the neck! Kaiten Kenbu Rokuren!Kenshin (drawing his sword and thinking): At the height of a duel to the death, this. It’s a great feeling. Most guys would know if they are from a metropolitan city what I’m talking about because no matter a woman’s age everyone tries to make a beeline for her and rub against her or squeeze her tits or rub his dick and so on and if lucky one is lucky the woman is hottttttt too. Yeh to sone pe suhaga hai. This experience occurred in a train from Bombay to Kerala. As is my habit I travel in unreserved compartments and if there is a lot of rush I love it even more. Naturally I.