I could connect to the Wi-Fi from the communications tent two tents over from where our tent was, so I logged on and started sorting through my mail. ... tried to call my fiancée, but it went straight to voicemail, so I looked for her schedule e-mail so I could tell when to call her. I noticed a priority e-mail, opened it, and read the following:Dear Robert, I'm sure that this is not what you wanted to hear from me, but I have found someone new. You don't know him as he recently transferred to. He was comfortable socially, with an infectious ability to find what was interesting in the commonplace. When he hit junior high school, one thing was almost inevitable: he was hugely popular with girls. Girls gave Brian a whole new reason to +brain. Not so much the obvious… at first he did plenty of +braining their dresses up, but that thrill didn’t last long. They all wore panties, after all, and after the initial excitement, one pair wasn’t all that different from another. Besides, it was. Doris didn’t know who to service first. She had a dick in each of her fat lil hands jerking their cocks. One man climbed onto a pool table and laid down down and they put her up over him ,he told her to pull up her belly folds and slide down his meat, it slid right in her young very used cunt. The second man climbed on the table and start forcing his boner into her ass dry, she yelped! SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FAT PIG! The man said she closed her mouth quickly as she saw the man watching, frowning. But last year she apparently stillbelieved in "Santa."Not entirely by accident, Rogers does spunk his trousers this time. Hereleases a disappointed sort of groan as his fingers dig into my arm. Imake like I am shocked and apologetic. But this was only an accident forone of us. Bollocks emptying is a guarantee that Rogers leaves beforecleaning his plate, and I'm hoping for a few spare minutes to finalizesome holiday details.My "Oz" story wasn't an accident. It's Aprilween, after all! As.