The hoods were almost inflated to the pointof bursting. Around their necks they wore black neck corsets. Their waists were restrictedby very tightly p...ulled black rubber corsets. In their pussies they had inflatabledildos through which the hoses of catheters ran; the attached bags were verylarge and almost completely filled. Their rear holes were stuffed with inflatableplugs too, through which tubes of three inch diameter ran; hoses of the samediameter were attached to them, also another bag. Hannah was still naked, though she had a pillow in her lap. Phoebe was sitting very erect, half sideways, and they were ... talking.Hannah saw me and said, “Go back to the bedroom. We’re busy right now.”So I did that. I mean that was easy, right? All I had to do was go away from danger. Flight is much easier than fight, at least for a man like me. I’m not a violent person, remember?Of course that didn’t mean I felt relieved. Not at all. Imagine some justice system where, when you’re put on. He had been dating girls, while they were in high school and college. Who could have suspected Aron of being gay? He certainly did not.But whatever questions he had, he needed to just wait until he was himself to get the answers for. But what if he never woke up from that hospital bed? Well, maybe it was all about the punishment fitting the crime. He had been an asshole about Aron getting married to a guy, and now he had no right to ask the questions he should have asked that day.And, on top of. And we haven't even cut the wedding cake!"Whispering in her ear Steve replied, "But we've already lost a lot of the guests. I guess this is just the extended family now."No sooner had he said it then Ken Carlson rose to his feet. As he did the women who were serving appeared with trays of champagne flutes. Taking one, Ken held it up in the direction of the bridal couple. "Barbara and Steven Sloan, as the best man it is traditional for me to wish you health, happiness, and all that good stuff..