Go off in me all you want. I am a few days overdue for my bitch and bleed week," she told me as she was trying to figure out how to get my shorts over...my dick head.I just had the head at her opening when her cell phone started screaming out "emergency" along with sirens and alarm bells. She was off the bed trying to fish it out of her pants in seconds. A quick glance at her phone had her getting dressed as fast as she could. I was thrown my shorts. "Come on lover boy. We got a virgin that needs. She then told me that Marcella was also coming to the wedding. I asked if her husband John (not me. It’s a common name) would be coming. She said “Oh no. No, they’re separated and she’s filing for divorce. It’s pretty nasty from what she’s told me.” All I could think was ‘Who in their right mind would ever let a girl as beautiful and sexually uninhibited as Marcella get away?’ Anyway, I said that since we’re all planning on going stag, why don’t the three of us go together? Belinda said. My arms were lashed to my sides by Pam’s slip, lining and dress.I opened my mouth. Blue satin filled it. I tried to breathe through my nose. I couldn’t. Blue satin had blocked both nostrils. I vainly shook my head between Pam’s clutching thighs. I was suffocating. I vaguely heard Pam trying to give me directions on how to move. The blood was pounding in my ears as my breath ran out. I slumped to my knees as I began to lose consciousness.I was vaguely aware of Pam’s clothing being dragged off my. Fixed ammunition is like a rifle cartridge, where you have the bullet with a brass shell filled with powder. Unfixed ammunition is like a black powder rifle, where you have to load the powder and the bullet separately. Apparently he's not the only one of these loonies around; they have some sort of a club, like Civil War re-enactors or something. They're planning on having a meet or rally or whatever they call them. 'Encampment' is the word I wrote down in my notes." I will be damned," Weber.