To be in the club you have to have at an eight inch cock or be a girl. We meet once every three months and set our "Target" and select teams. When we ...eet we also watch video of the teams hitting their targets. For instance-the last quarter we split up into teams of one girl, a white guy and a black guy and our target was a married milf. So Heather, Jack and I took our cam corder and hit a local wine and art show. Heather and I acted married and were looking at art with our "friend" Jack.. Two of the bags hit the guard by the registers. They stuck to himspreading over him and then burst into flame. He began screaming andrunning towards the entrance trying to fan the flames out which onlymade it worse. Bags also hit one of the guards by the entrance theothers missed and struck the floor and a wall. They also burst intoflames. Smoke began billowing up and in moments the sprinklers in thebuilding came on.Although it made things easier on the guards on fire by washing anddiluting the. Everybody knows you carry the biggest torch for John. I can't believe you didn't know."My crying stopped, thankfully. I was too befuddled to be distraught. "I don't understand. Who's we? How long? What does that mean?" Oh god. All of our friends. We've even talked about it, a little. Not like gossip or anything. I thought it was because you'd gone out as kids and he broke your heart or something. I never asked because I thought it must've been painful for you, given how you pine for him.". I went outside. We have twelve-foot walls and a green belt behind no second story houses in the area, so I was assured of my privacy. However, I have never done this before. I was not sure exactly how far we were going. I turned to look at the back door and Sara was gone. I could hear the cups for the coffee pot, so I guessed what she was doing. The urge to pee was so bad I moved over to the side of the house and just let go. Pee pooled up and got on my knee as if flowed downhill but I was in.