Sermon time. Reverend Venerable gripped the pulpit with both hands, glaring out at the congregation. The congregation and Rebecca and Rosie and me. Th... folks around us shifted a little, settling in for some righteous hellfire and damnation. Rosie had her hand on one thigh, Rebecca on the other. My eight-gauge was lying on the floor under the pew in front of us.That high-pitched voice always surprised me, coming from such a barrel-chested man. Venerable pointed at Rosie and screamed out, “That. But what could I do? I was angry…angry……furious and he definitely had it coming to him. My good hand grabbed hold of my recently fractured one as the realization of my mistake hit me as hard as the fist accelerating towards my stomach, I keeled over and despite the sudden burst of pain, I felt a slight twitch of jealousy at his better choice of target. That, however, didn’t last long as I was hoisted up by my shoulders, by two unseen pairs of arms and leaving me on my knees. My head risked a. Make no mistake this was one hot show we were watching. Across the way two more lights had gone out and in one window was a bloke obviously wanking, How long he’d been I have no idea but he soon shot his cum all over the window. Jane was totally fascinated, “Oh my God that bloke over there he’s just come all over the window”“And does it turn you on?” I asked“Yes” was the simple answer, “what’s that other bloke doing?” and peering forward all I could see was a figure up against a wall.“Same. So he unloaded his rifle, slung it over his shoulder, and walked to the armory.H cleared his throat and said to the base armorer sergeant Dave Daniels "Dave my scope mount fell off of my rifle, when it fell off, the mount, the rings and the scope where damaged can you fix it please." Then he handed the scope mount to Dave.He took it into the back room of the armory and a little while later he came back to the front area of the armory with bad news really bad news. "Patrick the mount the rings.