That is, if you can figure out a way to get your ass off the stool at the donut shop." Are you sure you can't get your own tampons? I'm kind of in the...middle of something here Maxie. Just dropped me a fine specimen of a mountain goat. I gotta get it all cleaned up and sent off to the taxidermist." Aren't mountain goats out of season?" Max asked suspiciously."Well, this poor little guy fell to its death all by itself," Tom chuckled. "Shame to waste all that. Little fellow has some real nice. Fingering my clitty while driving, I couldn't wait to hear the words "You may kiss the bride" and feel Steve kissing me with his manly lips for the first time and to know he was going to kiss me all night while we had honeymoon sex together. Oh, it felt so good on my clitty dick to rub it thinking about being with my "hubby." I imagined every girl fingers herself while thinking about her wedding night.At the bridal shop, I was really into looking at all the beautiful dresses. Since I was. " Bob, Tom, Jim, Rick, Bill, John, and I, Steve, all agreed as he added, "They are always dressed so invitingly, especially today. And they both flirt so sensually. I guess they feel safe doing so with married men." Actually, they had flirted with me, too, even though I was the only unmarried one there."Damn, look at those asses," Tom chimed in. "They are almost begging for a rape." I, indeed, had often fantasized the same with both of them, beating my hard eight-inch cock most every night to. I’m glad he hasn’t shot me; I’d hate to get in trouble for getting blood on his bullets! If you have anything else to yell at me about, I’ll be down in my room checking my belongings.”I left them yelling at each other in the dining room. Eventually I heard them yelling at Hamilton upstairs. By then I had determined that he had only gotten into the one footlocker. It seemed like as soon as he saw the rubbers, he figured he had hit the mother lode, and took them and left everything.