I was in heaven as she slowly worked her fingers in and out. Just then I heard the doorbell ring again as was instructed to remain in this position un...til she returned. I heard her open the door and I heard a mans voice. After a few minutes I heard them walk into the room and my wife explain to him that I was the sissy she had been telling him about. He said that I looked like I was ready to take his cock. Just then I felt the tip of it push against my hole. As he started to push his cock into. I sat up in bed and turned on the bedside lamp. When Fiona came into the room she saw me sitting on the side of the bed waiting for her and she started crying. "Oh God" she sobbed and she ran for the bathroom. As the bathroom door closed behind her I considered what I'd seen when Fiona walked into the room. Her hair looked like a rat's nest, her blouse was half undone, there were runs in her stockings and there were stains on her skirt. In short, Fiona looked like she had just been fucked.After. I could make potassium chlorate or lead oxide. The later was close to lead azide used as primers for heavy ordinance while the former was an explosive too. Antimony was readily known at this time and the sulfide would not be hard to make. Gum, and starch were all that was left that would allow me to make matches. Match heads could be mounted inside a grenade and a simple twist would ignite one or more of the heads. This would get a wick going. In turn, this would lead to the main charge.Making. Any you let in need to be told that once inside, no one leaves until we're done clearing this place."Jim Blake came through the stairwell door. He looked around and pointed to the front of Bud's sport coat, "Hey Dude, you have moths working on your jacket." Forty-five caliber moths," Bud answered. "Had to use some heavy duty bug spray to get rid of them too." You alright, Bro?" Jim asked looking concerned."I'll have to see if I have any cracked ribs, but I'm okay."I looked into the room to see.