I was passed out pretty early.Saturday morning I woke up with a hangover in some strange surroundings and when I got out of bed and scratched my balls...I found out they had been shaved that night before. I looked down and all I could see was that some sick bastard had written all over me, "Property of Shannon. Do not touch". I stumbled into the bathroom had a shower, none of it would come off so I got out and dried off. I looked around for my clothes and there weren't any. There was a video tape. Romeo, however, was the lucky one. Those asses and cunts were for him. The dog whimpered, prancing back and forth as he sniffed the asses and crotches of the girls. He lapped up the juices coming from their cunts, going from one girl to another. Suddenly, he rose up on his hind legs, mounting one of the girls and fucking his stiff prick up her cunt.The onlookers cheered.Romeo clung to the girl, digging his claws into her waist as he fucked his dog prick in her juicy cunt. The girl squealed,. That was the last thing I wanted! I advised the officer, that I was able to provide proof of my cell phone number and Daria’s as well. Since the officer would not/could not (?) provide me with any further information. I got my phone and showed him the programmed number. I went into Darias purse, that was sitting near me on the breakfast table, got her phone and showed him the number for that, as well. He jotted both numbers down. The officer insinuated that neither of these were the number in. "That's it folks"Announced Sir Charles with a laugh, "Ceremonies over, let's all go eat, drink and be merry"With that the audience burst into applause as we turned to face them.David held my hand with one hand and was still holding the lead in theother. He started to walk down the aisle and I walked, not quite at hisside, but half a step behind him as I was required to do. He was nodding and smiling saying quick hellos to the guests on eitherside as a procession gathered behind us. First Sir.