Clit biting Stories

Weekend, Saturday afternoon. The sun was shining brightly in the sky over Los Angeles. All the bars and restaurants were full of people, mostly tourists. Children played in the streets. Sexy women paraded in swimsuits on the beach, tempting equally sexy men walking around with naked torsos. Party music was playing here and there. The whole world seemed immersed in a sense of freedom from all obligations. A few kilometers...

I still don't know what drew me to the advert in the personal column of my local newspaper. It called for volunteers to help at a recently discovered Roman settlement dating from Fifty-Five BC. I knew from my History lessons that this was the period that Julius Caesar invaded Britain. My curiosity was aroused. I called the number advertised and learned that due to holiday commitments, they were short of staff. They requir...