The next time I heard from her it was so she could tell me they'd set a date for the wedding. It was soon. And she wanted me to do her hair for the we...dding.I met Roger, her intended, who was curious about why his fiancee wanted me to do her hair. I told him it was an old family tradition. He said that what with all his fraternity brothers wanting to be in his wedding he didn't really need me to be a groomsman. That was fine with me. I didn't like him much. He seemed distant, somehow, and at the. Why?" "Oh, nothing, it just looked like you came from my room." "Well I didn't, you loser," I stuck my tongue out at her. She replied with a simple laugh and walked into her room to get dressed. I got into my bed and quickly fell asleep, thinking of my sister. The next few days went by slowly because my sister went our of town for a few days, to play with her punk band and some shows. She got back early on the Saturday morning when I was asleep, because I woke up to her shaking me around.. When I approached the pen there were six tribesmen standing just outside the pen. The drama were bristling and displaying their combat stances. I walked up behind the tribesman holding a long thin blowpipe.I let a slim stiletto drop into my hand and stabbed up into his skull. I drifted past him as I drew my two swords. I sliced across the throat of one and stabbed another through the neck. I shifted sideways as the other tribesmen began to react. I blocked a sword and took the hand with my. They were both attractive and very well hung men, it was very exciting for me and ever since I love to watch one man blow another including my current partner. That experience also taught me a lot about blowing my lovers, something I pride myself on and enjoy very much.The next day I told one of my younger girlfriends I was trying to locate a suitable man for our specific sexual pleasure. I had often told her about our sexual experiences and regular threesomes with both male and females. She.