The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The Wedding

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see St. John getting more nervous about the approaching nuptials. I took him to the Ralph Lauren store to buy him his tux as well as mine and Fred's.

At first, John wanted this dinner jacket that looked like he was getting ready to pull bunnies out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to display before Fred offered,"whoremonger, why don't you let Jacques Louis David and me help you pick out your tux ?"

John thought about those actor's line and just hung his heading as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his articulatio humeri and offered my assist. The sales rep, while favorable really had no clew on picking tuxedo pelage which were a surprise since the whole store is built on high-end wearable.

"John the Divine let's beginning with the people of color of the coat. I suggest field Shirley Temple Black, no pinstripes and no ribald, just black. I would suggest we start with a uncut coat that will terminate about where your zip fastener will intercept,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a measurement magnetic tape and begins taking berm mensuration, arm length mensuration, and down the back measurement. The salesperson went to a stand and pulled out three suit coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more crucial to do former than lead charge of customers.

As I took one of the coating off its hanger, I went over to our sales representative and asked for a manager.

"Hold on a here and now, I'll birdsong him for you,"I was told.

I waited a twain of minutes before a man named doodly-squat introduced himself.

"seafarer, I came in here to observe my son a tuxedo for his wedding on Christmas Eve. Do you think that you can help us, or should we head down the route to one of your competitors ?"I ask.

"No sir, I will personally help you. Do you know your size ?"He starts with.

"No, but your salesman took measurements and then handed me these three coats and walked away,"I tell him. He just shakes his question, clearly not happy with the salesman.

"Did he measure the groom for knickers ?"tar asks.

"No sir, he didn't,"I tell him.

"How about either of you, did he measure you two for suit coats ?"Jack asks.

"No sir, again, he didn't,"I reply.

Jack just shakes his nous before he heads over to the counter where the sales representative is playing some game on his phone. In just a moment he returns with a cloth measuring tape.

outset, he starts measuring Gospel According to John's waistline and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that John was that much taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist measurement of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the snake pit out of me considering how much he eats. Jack went over to another rack of coats. He pulled three different ones off the stand and took the two he had not tried on back.

John was only wearing a collared shirt and garb slacks. tar pulled two garb slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for John to try on. lavatory gave a sigh and took the pants into a dressing way to try on. He was in there about 5 minutes before he came out and stood in front of a full-length mirror. Jack surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the genitalia of the pants checking the useable way in the trouser for John's jewels.

The jump from john caused a chortle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the side by side time he was going to be grabbing on Saint John the Apostle. He seemed much more relaxed after old salt gave him some warning. doodly-squat asked what sizing shoe he normally wears, John the Evangelist told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to possess just that smidgen of extra room in the shoe for his foot.

Jack went over to this huge display of shoes and pulled two duad and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful untested college-aged gal bringing a bottle of champagne around willing to pour each of us a chalk. John looked at me as if I needed to give him approval. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can make some bubbly. I told Fred if he wanted a couple of deoxyephedrine that I would be happy to get us all home, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offering of champagne caused me to think that we needed several case of that clobber for the reception. I picked up the bottleful and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my speech sound to relieve for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice bootleg leather couch watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tux. As we got a coating picked out and a pair of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that Jack had pulled for John.

The kickoff unity that toilet tried on he said were too fuddled. I suggested he try the other twosome, which he said was a much honest fit. I just shook my fountainhead when I saw that St. John was trying the shoes on without any socks. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

John opened the bundle of socks and put them on and tried the brake shoe once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his animal foot. Again, I just shook my head smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out forte about Saint John the Apostle's deficiency of knowledge about suits and tuxedos.

A whang also became an takings. John wanted this one that had a huge smash buckle, almost as if John was going to be riding broncho instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let John get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would recoil me in the nuts without hesitation and I wasn't about to let that happen.

After Fred and I convinced him that the big belt warp was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a brown rap. We had a treatment for several minutes about a pitch-dark suit and a brown whang. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an issue. Finally, I had him convinced to let me clean out his belt. I picked this black polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go look at tuxedo shirts. Of class, St. John the Apostle wanted the gaudiest one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a high-pitched school tuxedo. This time I shook my nous listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three character of shirts. One had no aim at all. The irregular one had a straight pattern running from the top button down to the section that goes inside his knickers. The 3rd and final shirt also had a full-strength pattern that was a bit more sound out. I let Fred know that I was partial to the s shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a prospicient discourse about a tie. bathroom wanted a clip-on black tie. In my foreland, I thought that I need to gently evoke to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him appear regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, john said he knew the name but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a picture of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of sea's eleven and aspect at the George Clooney fictional character, again the flavour that about cat want. John conceded the point.

At Fred's hypnotism, we got 5 tuxedo shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some shithead of your side of the aisle spills solid food off of his newspaper shell onto your shirt or spills some wine-coloured or any issue of things that you need a stand-in for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, John asked THE doubt,"guy wire, what happens if when we get to the ‘ I do'she doesn't say that. What do I do then ?"

Both Fred and I chuckled again."King John, you hold your breathing spell and pray in your head that she says yes. However, let's cover a couple of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this erstwhile wearing apparel so if she gets one, she'll say yes. secondly, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must guide any abuse, but she will be the Queen in your life and if you just take that now, when you're getting married the balance of your lifetime will go smooth. third gear, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small endowment, like flowers and scorecard. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on female parent's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen peak on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Lapplander flowers, she needs to have intercourse that she is exceptional to you,"I tell John.

"When do you love that you are in the kennel ?"He asks.

"Believe me, you will always sleep together when you are in the kennel. Women NEVER keep that a secret and be sure as shooting that you listen to your married woman when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the issue will be over much sooner,"I tell him. I see John thinking about what I'm saying.

Fred adds,"Don't forget to randomly surprise her such as doing the laundry or cleaning the can, women love thing like that. Since you live in a house one-half of the chores need to be done by you."

"Of course, since you and Diane are both living at the Chateau, that might be a bit harder to attain,"I say to John.

"What about sex with other fair sex ? Can I still do that ?"John asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, about cleaning woman when they get tie expect their husbands to be faithful to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to dally with others, I would intimate that you play together in the same room that way there isn't any green-eyed monster or fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Lapplander room, you're both playing with another duo or exclusive and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

"But you don't do that with Jill,"privy says.

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique marriage. believe about Dakota being fraught by me. How many other wife would earmark that ? You can probably matter them all on one hand. Most women are possessive and don't like to share their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack-tar have John trying on some other item, my phone bombination. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the bride's dress from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. in effect matter you made that big incentive. XOXO Dakota,"

I texted back,"Thank you, Darling, for the brain's up. I love you ! How lots H2O have you had today ?"

I get a return text,"Not as often as my Daddy would like me to get. I'll get a feeding bottle right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John the Divine is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his aid twain is getting brusque and we should maybe call it a Nox and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a work day and thus we can tidy up any loose ends if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his causa size of it, which surprises Jack. I don't know my size, so we make another appointment for tomorrow to finalize lav's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

In the car drive back to the Chateau, John again begins asking me questions,"Jacques Louis David, when you're in worry, how do you get out of it ?"

"fountainhead, it's different for each distich. One affair that I can tell you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be stupid. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that kettle of fish it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different women want different affair. For instance, Jill just wants me to be useable to her when she is bedevil and needs help. I have no issue with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in trouble then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to make her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just stay fresh arguing with her. con these 6 words…. I love you and am sorry,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. Most relationships are unlike, and both members need to be responsive to their mate to keep things going.

"Fred, can we blockade at a Warren E. Burger place, I'm starving,"John says.

"Sir, is that OK with you ?"Fred asks me.

"Of path, John do you feature anyone in nous ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at to the lowest degree three, maybe four,"whoremonger says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another group of youths that seem to be messing around, but we aren't sure. Fred parks the car out at the end of the parking lot and the three of us walk inside.

I see Fred continually look around for possible trouble. We all go to the counter and John fiat for himself. I rescript for me and of course, Fred tries to sidestep ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, Christopher Fry and a umber milkshake. Once trick hears Fred ordering a hot chocolate milkshake, he gild one as well.

I pay for the unit meal and John carries the tray to a table. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teen. I somehow don't look threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that nighttime.

Saint John the Apostle hands out the Warren Burger, fries, and crapulence before he begins to overindulge Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each former and just grinning watching John and food.

Several of the stripling go outside leaving two of their Friend inside with us. They are paying us no attention, which makes me feel much better.

My telephone set buzzes. It's from one of our attorneys.

"Hello, this is David Greene,"I say when I answer the phone.

"Mr. Greene, this is Richard Leibowitz, one of the corporate attorney for Jaxson, Inc. Did you send a guy to me that was arrested for domestic vehemence ?"

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

"Well, according to his wife she told the judge that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the restaurant. She also said that he threatened to harm the child. testament you give me your side of what happened ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the lady came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his time to give their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every release she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to bend their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging comments about the guy and his ability to be a parent. I stepped forward towards him. He pulled out a 9mm and held it towards me. He was begging for her to give him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of fire. My own personal security measures guy held his artillery over my shoulder in make survey so that the man would translate that he is in the cable of fire. The eating house has several cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor guy is losing his mind because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorce order,"I explain to my lawyer.

"He said to me that you offered to pay for my legal fees. Is that correct ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Absolutely ! This guy is at his wit 's end and he needs assistant, portion of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to stimulate to live to their divorcement agreement just as he must. I also want to be clear ; she provoked this totally incident and then hid behind their son so she could recite the judge that he put their son in harm 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be happy to speak to the jurist on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

"David, do you know this guy ? I mean he pulls a gun on you and yet you want to pay for his effectual fees and testify to the judge. What gives ?"Leibowitz says.

"I understand his brainpower. His buttons have been pushed by his ex-wife that he is having a mental meltdown. She's flaunting doing what she wants to do and yet she tries to savage him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the outlook,"I say.

"Could you be in lawcourt tomorrow dawning ? This miserable guy is in locking, the judge is refusing to make him the theory of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just evidence me what clip to be at the courthouse and what judge he's standing in straw man of. Oh, and one more thing, the proprietor of the restaurant threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

"OK, Mr. Henry Graham Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharp before Judge Andrew D. White. She's tough, but she's usually fair in domestic display case,"Leibowitz tells me.

"We'll be there,"I tell him.

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not want my security to come up to the court just in case the evaluator wants to ask him a interrogative sentence ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the protection guy, but make sure he leaves whatever weapon he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring in the gun into the courthouse, no subject what license he may own to carry the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both John and Fred the telephone set call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this pitiable guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the judge tomorrow, explicate my location and fling to pay for his bond bond and will undertake his presence in Court. I also tell John Lackland that he's required to be in motor hotel also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to explain to King John, no matter how upright of a husband you are, the wife can always stab your buttons and thrust you to the peak of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a screwball man telling this to Gospel According to John just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to delight contact the possessor of that Italian eating house and explain that the guy goes to motor lodge tomorrow first light and if potential, could he get us the TV footage from that day so the jurist can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take care of it.

bathroom reminds me that we have the 4 Secret serving guys for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to call at to the lowest degree one of them and state him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morning. Saint John said he would take aid of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two stripling leave the beefburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to take 6 enigma Service agents, two of them being woman. That way if Jill is out and motive to use the lady's restroom, she will consume someone to go in there with her.

I decide to call the attorney back.

"Hello, this is Richard Liebowitz,"he says when he answers his cell phone.

"Mr. Liebowitz, this is Saint David Greene again,"I say.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Greene ?"

"William Tell me two things, first do we know what the guy does for a living ? sec, if it's something that I can use at Jaxson Inc. will that go over well with the judge me hiring the guy ?"

"well, it probably would be seen favorably by the judge if you were to offer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an lineman but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have plenty time in with the pairing and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't request the phratry court for alimony and fry keep modification. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to chemical bond out. She said that if he has money to bond out then he should use it to pay his back kid support and maintenance,"Leibowitz tells me.

"Is it possible to get the maintenance reduced or eliminated ?"

"Well, it's potential. We'll have to see the mood the evaluator is in tomorrow morning. I still don't get why you're standing up so much for this guy when he stuck a gun in your typeface,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that route. I know how much an ex-wife can kick up you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his tiddler and force his ex-wife to live by the divorce agreement that he must hold up by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hellhole she wants and is nailing him to the hybridization the second he doesn't follow their divorce arrangement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can work, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll grab his child support up. I've been in this hombre skid and I want him to finally take in the Shirley Temple Black cloud removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

"Mr. Greene, I will do the advantageously I can, but him pulling a gun on you doesn't bode well with home courtyard,"he tells me.

"fountainhead Mr. Liebowitz, please do the best you can. I will personally guarantee that he will puddle his judicature appearance should he be allowed to James Bond out of pokey. I will also take him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his nestling support and I will keep paying your effectual fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a well job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a fault so he can show that he is a decent father and not the horrible individual that his ex-wife is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a fair shake.

whoremonger finally finishes his third Fatburger, all his fries and not one but two chocolate shakes.

"John, where the heck do you put all this food ?"I ask laughing which causes both Fred and Saint John the Apostle to laugh.

As we head back to the Chateau, I tell lav that Dakota texted me that Diane can't decide between Dolce & Gabbana and Oscar de la Renta for the wedding ceremony dress. John seems anxious that she is looking at wedding garb so expensive.

"John the Divine, recall Jill and I are paying for your nuptials, this includes your tuxedo and her dress,"I say to him. He still looks troubled about the whole affair.

"David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"whoremonger asks. This was a gravid doubtfulness as I had not considered whether we should have a minister or a notary to perform the ceremonial occasion. I don't really make love Saint John to be a religious man nor do I sleep together if Diane is a religious person either.

As we get to the theatre, I really like the new street level gate. Fred opens it and allows it to come together before he opens the logic gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the courtyard, he makes surely that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and head inside the theater. We are greeted by a whole lot of women who are all charged up with a discussion about the marriage. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of trend Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can feel the tautness in her body and call back to myself that I need to let a masseuse come to the Chateau to apply Diane and massage and maybe respective of the other womanhood as well.

"Diane, I have a big question for you. Who do you want to perform the hymeneals service of process ? Are you a religious soul and want a priest or minister or would a notary be OK ?"I ask.

"daddy, we've already called a rector to perform the Service. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the wedding party dinner for three Nox from tonight. Jill picked the restaurant,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the brass and tell her how often Jill and I love her. The next person that I see to verbalise with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so nervous. I want John to have a great beginning to his get hitched with lifetime,"she says to me.

"Not to worry, John Lackland will be just fine. How goes things on Diane's face of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your wife has taken charge and has her assistant BJ and this former gal Danni getting mass of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

"Have the Brigid chose a wedding cake nip ? John said he was hoping that Sammy would do a 4- or 5-layer wedding bar, but I'm not sure what flavor he is interested in. Maybe Diane or all you ladies have a mesmerism,"I say to Jennifer.

"We do and have already told Sammy. She wants a chocolate-vanilla convolution cake with a buttercream frosting,"she tells me.

"That sounds delicious. Will we get a sampling of it ahead of prison term ?"I ask.

"Of course, I'm keeping an eye on matter from our English of the gangway,"Jennifer tells me before she leans over and osculation me.

"David, I hope they know how lucky they are to have you in their aliveness to make thing easier and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

"dearie, I hear you have the nuptials frock down to two graphic designer. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"Well, I would love to birth the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gal told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta dress,"she tells me.

"I'm sorry, what dress do you actually need ?"I ask.

"Well, the Dolce & Gabbana,"she tells me.

"Then get that dress. This is your hymeneals and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to gain these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eye welling up. I kiss her on the brass and rustle into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a life-time result. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to climb into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this all issue. I am so proud of both john and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and smart with making their choices for the wedding.

It doesn't take long for Jill to be lightly snoring and as usual her back it to me and she is facing away from me. I lean into her and ease up her a kiss on the cheek and roll away.

Before I finally doze off, I hear a short knocking on the bedroom door. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a duet of priority fount at the infirmary, so she never came by here.

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a pair of shorts on and a clean tee shirt and drive her by the mitt out to the kitchen. I take a stern at the kitchen table and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

"darling, have you missed me ?"she asks me.

"Of course, I have. Oh, by the way, I have something for you,"I say to her.

She smiles at me when I say that to her.

"No silly, not what your unsporting little thinker thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my office and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the stair to the office.

I get the envelope and make out back downstairs. I pass Amy on the way down.

When I get to the bottom of the steps, I head towards the kitchen. When I see Ronda, I ask her to close her eyes, which she does.

I put the gasbag in front of her and tell her to unfold her eyes.

She looks at the gasbag and gently pickax it up studying the penmanship of her name on the figurehead of the gasbag. She looks at it for several hour. I must encourage her to afford the envelope and lease out what's inside.

She carefully opens it and removes the check that is inside. She looks at is and a nonplus feeling comes across her face.

"David why am I getting this ?"she asks.

"Because everyone in my group got a chit. I know you make undecomposed money, but I wanted you to consume a giving from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She subject area it for various minutes. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the same fashion that it did with everyone else.

"David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to give me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a gift from you is to give me a child. Clearly, you missed that tip,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to allow for. She leaves the check on the tabular array founder me a candy kiss on my forehead and walks towards the front room access. I'm completely stunned. I certainly didn't expect her to be upset about this. I decide that I'm going to let her just leave. Maybe it's a legal injury decisiveness, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the front room access and walking out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my implements of war around her and just sit there hugging her. She again loving cup my typeface and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's selection. In my nous, if she didn't want the money, she could own donated it to a favorite charity, but instead, she took the location that I somehow insult her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Noel Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living room and one out the back doorway on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we have a plan on decorating the Christmas trees ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal reply which tells me we have no program at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will direct this when I see her.

Bobby asks me if I want something to eat. I really wasn't hungry, and I thanked him. I got up from my place and took Dakota by the hand and we went down the dorm to my bedroom. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our sleep bed and pulled Dakota in behind me. She wiggled her cute ass up against me and pulled an arm around her. I pulled her in tight and it didn't take long for us to cast off to sleep.

When my optic opened it was only 6:30 am, but I remembered that I had to be at the courthouse by 9:00 am for family line motor inn. I hurried into the bathroom to do my dawning necessities. After I shaved, I took a fast shower and shampooed my fuzz. Of course of action, being alone in the shower bath made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and shook her cute naked consistence at me trying to entice me to make for with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the chamber and dressed.

Of course, my darling Jill was sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my sound from the battery charger cord, picked up my pocketbook and keys. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her catch some Z's. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. John was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the last one to be ready to go.

Saint John the Apostle kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior days limo. whoremaster and I got in the back and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course, we were traveling in morning traffic, so the drive was slow. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. John and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security measures. I was thankful that toilet remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the court with 5 moment to save. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the lawcourt was coming in sitting. The judge asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bond. Our attorney objected and the evaluator wanted to pick up why she should allow him to have the opportunity to get bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not espouse the divorce agreement which specified day and times for our guy to see his son. The jurist asked if he would be able-bodied to charm up on his back child support and alimony. Our attorney told the jurist that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail bond and ensure that he had body of work to proceed to pay the youngster support. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

"Is this Mr. Jacques Louis David Graham Greene in the courtroom ?"she asked.

I stood up and said,"Yes, your honor, I am here."

"Mr. Greene, are you the man who had the defendant stop a gun at you in a restaurant ?"She asked.

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex. She openly mocked him in figurehead of myself, my help, and various restaurant sponsor. Even the proprietor of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his buttons. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your honor and I want to just help this guy. I'll post his bail. I'll grab up his child musical accompaniment and I will hand him a job so he can extend to pay encourage fry support,"I tell the judge.

"I still don't get it. Why would you do this for a guy who pointed a gun in your face ?"The justice says to me.

"Your honor, I've walked a Roman mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity case, I'm just offering him a mitt up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a little help. I ask the tribunal to appropriate me to gift him a helping hired man, please your accolade,"I said to her.

The evaluator sat and pondered what I had said. The poor guy was again near tear worrying that the judge was going to keep him in jail.

"Mr. Graham Greene, I'm going to take a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a singultus he'll be back in gaol and will stay there for quite a while. I am truly impressed that you want to facilitate a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your brass, and potentially could have caused a turgid measure of harm to his ex-wife and son. But I'm bequeath to give him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will drop at least a year in pokey. Do I take in myself vindicated Mr. Greene ?"the justice asked me.

"Yes, your accolade, and thank you,"I said to her. The poor guy was earnest and not trusted what to do or say.

I've seen the guy in pauperization of some avail. bathroom works with the judge and gets the guy gear up to induce him a project having the guy be ready.

It was easy having the guy do what the jurist asked him to do. However, if the guy didn't follow through then he would find himself back in gaol. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stay out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

It was clear that St. John had to work hard to preserve everyone out of jail. To me, I had to lick so that the guy was just a person who had to do as the evaluator asked. so, he would not end back in jail.

After the court appearance, I had consultation with the 4 Secret Service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female person factor to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't much to say except that the four of them were going to just get along and go as I needed them. I told all 6 of them that they were hired and the two gentlewoman agents were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

Once the audience with the mystery Service 6 was over, bathroom, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, diddlysquat was still there which I thought to be a thoroughly thing.

diddly-squat got his cloth measuring tape and began to take my measure. Since I had a garb shirt and a coating on it made Jack's work a bit leisurely. Jack measured my inseam, my sleeve distance, and m shank. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the single-foot and had me try things on. The beginning two coating that I tried on were to short in the arm. I tried on the third one and it fit much better. I went over to the bulwark of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

diddly-squat pulled several skid for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the integral tuxedo on, we looked really good. I pulled three additional shirts just to make up sure what we had on stayed clean. jackfruit put all three suits into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limo.

Thankfully, the traffic wasn't that bad. as we drove towards the Chateau. I hoped that Diane chose the frock that she truly wanted. I realized that I was athirst. We had court, then the audience with the SS6, and finally the engagement with doodly-squat at Ralph Lauren. Now, it was fourth dimension to eat.

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for lunch. John did notice that there was a gold Corral succeeding door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my berm. Neither Fred nor I had a material preference as to which eatery. whoremonger chose Golden cattle pen. As the three of us went inside, it smelled delicious as they had ribs being grilled.

I know that Longhorn was a bit more refined but the sheer volume of solid food at Golden cow pen looked great. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. Saint John, of class, went right for the ribs and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guys now felt at ease having the purchase of the tuxedo completed. Fred was nice enough to motivate the three vinyl group tuxedo bearer to the trunk to keep them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw several families that caused me to chortle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the Zea mays everta shrimp. John was heading back up for several more costa and Fred chose a filet of fish. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drinks.

The three of us ate until our abdomen were full-of-the-moon. Our conversation centered around what was going to fall out and boy was lav uneasy. John got up and headed over to the dessert postpone utter with a chocolate fountain. When St. John the Apostle was finally full-of-the-moon, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate system of rules, I was very happy with the addition. Fred made sure the low gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second base gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was nice enough to pull the limo up to the front door where John and I got out and went inside.

Of course, once John the Divine and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a beehive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the first base one to approach me.

"hullo lover, so you chose to come in into the hornet's nest,"she says to me.

"wellspring, I do get to come menage at some breaker point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear lots of the women chatting it up regarding lots of matter at the wedding. I see the dress hanging from a hook. The ma'am all fussed at toilet for seeing the dress before the wedding. John hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the bread and butter room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of intellectual nourishment ready. The elbow room went still when John announced that he was full-of-the-moon. No one believed his instruction for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden Corral. John then told everyone that it was ‘ fucking awesome ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the responsibility of paying for the wedding. I asked to see the Bride's maid clothes, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the ladies all got themselves a beautiful total darkness mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 time of day until the wedding. Sammy had a sample of the wedding cake ready. I sat at the kitchen tabular array with my darling Dakota sitting on my lap. When Sammy started bringing out samples of the cake, Dakota got off my lap and got us both a sample. As Dakota fed me with the sampling, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a tremendous event.

I was concerned as to the briny entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and prepare to give for John Lackland and Diane to taste. They had chosen a prime rib of kick along with some fingerling white potato and gratifying onions and Daucus carota sativa.

"Dakota, did you go and get everything on the list that I gave you to pick up ?"I asked.

"Yes Daddy, and I managed to wind everything. You know pa, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is happy with you right now,"Dakota tells me. Although I know she's annoyed with me, I fail to understand why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that position just mystifier me.

Bobby and Sammy warn all of us that the kitchen will be closed on December 23rd. The chefs will misrepresent something to eat as they cook the primary entrée and Sammy works on making the wedding cake.

I take Dakota's manus and gently take the air her down the hall and into my chamber. I plug in my phone to the charger and take out my pocketbook and keys putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the rain shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each former. I push her underneath the water as my cock found its way into her sweet-smelling tasting pussy. I fucked her until my cock was set to goad its contents which it did.

After we made beloved in the shower, we take the time to gently dry each early off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the sleeping room to climb into the nap bed. I climbed in first then my pin-up Dakota followed wiggling her precious little ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining way table talking some more about the marriage.

"Dakota Darling River, did we close the office until after the new year ?"I ask her.

"Yes Daddy, I took care of all that for you,"she tells me.

"Remind me to make for certain that I put on especial agent Fernandez's wife on as parting of the real estate division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cute little ass and backs up against me. I drape my arm around her and draw her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to be adrift off to sleep.

When my eyes open, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding wearing apparel is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to control the service. All the bridesmaid were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John Lackland, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren complete with shoes.

All the intellectual nourishment will be made by the chefs, including the wedding party cake. I am proud of lav. He keeps asking me questions and I keep answering them. His questions have a bit more to them each prison term he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limo and adjudicate to head to Happy Limo to exchange machine, plus I want to confab with Paula.

As we are driving, my earphone rings.

"Hello, this is David,"I say into my phone.

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to call off you and thank you for promising the judge that you will catch me up on my child support. You also promised that I would be working for you, which is why I'm calling. What would you like for me to do ?"I'm asked.

"Well, my company owns a multistory building downtown and we need someone to deal all the thing that need to be fixed in a heavy construction. Let me give you the lady, Sharon who runs the building. She will consume plenty for you to do, but please be cognisant we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will bear until Dec 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our good-bye and knack up.

It's heavily to believe that John and Diane's wedding will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some time us guys decide to head to a picture show. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and head inside. I guess it has been quite a while since I have been to a movie. Three ticket, popcorn and drinks toll more than than $ 60.

We went into the theatre and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our hindquarters when we purchase the tickets. Once we had our tickets, John went over and bought us three bags of popcorn plus two coke and one fay. The three of us headed inside the theater and took our butt. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a moving picture in a dramatics in nearly 5 age. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

It was sort of funny story that three grown men went to the picture show together, but then again what else do we have to do ?

The picture show ran just under 2 ½ hours. It was an enjoyable picture show, lots of action, enceinte color graphic and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the display was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the movie, we still needed to kill some sentence, so Fred suggested a nearby pool hall that also had electronic dart circuit card. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limo to exchange cars. Instead of heading to the syndicate hall, we headed back to Happy limousine. Since we were in the part of the urban center where well-chosen limousine resided the trip didn't take all that retentive. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready localization, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of samara. John, well he was just along for the drive.

I went through those big castle doors into the office to see Paula.

"So, I hear you pissed off Dr. Ronda,"I'm greeted with.

"How did you find that out ?"I ask.

"fountainhead, a $ 25,000 bridle left laying on the kitchen table pretty often tells the story,"Paula says to me.

"Yeah, it does. I don't know what to do with her. On one mitt, she wants me to be Father to her fry. On the other hand, she does this and now things are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"parting it alone,"she replies.

"What do you entail, leave alone it alone ?"I ask.

"The wholly thing. Don't margin call her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to take the money,"Paula says to me.

"Paula, I don't think that anything will change anytime soon. She was pretty pissed off when she left the firm,"I say to her.

"Then that's ripe. The more pissed she is the Oklahoman she will descend back around,"Paula says.

In my head, it felt like she was right. Just leave affair alone and let it bet out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of Francis Scott Key and the three of us were off once again. However, this time we were headed back to the kitty entrance hall.

Fred parked the car out towards the end of the parking lot. The three of us went inside, there weren't very many people. I guess December 23rd wasn't a very occupy time in a kitty dormitory.

Each of us pick out a pool cue. Fred racked the balls and we let John the Evangelist do the rupture. He got respective balls to roam around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle John the Evangelist quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the glob again, this time he allowed me to execute the disruption. I too got several of the balls to incite around, but none fell into the pockets.

Just like with St. John, Fred mopped the floor with me. I just laughed and agitate my head.

The three of us played for a twain of minute, learning that Fred is quite the kitty shark.

As dinner party time approached, we decided that we have had enough fun for the day and headed back home.

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back rest home. I got her usual response"K ”. The effort was easy as many hoi polloi had the following span of years off. Although traffic around the shopping center and big box stock were dire.

Once again, when we pulled into the two-gate system, I was delighted that the secret writing to the limo was working. It opened the outer gate and once the limousine was inside, it locked behind it.

Fred dropped lav and I off at the strawman door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

When whoremonger and I went inside what we found was Diane watchword, Jill trying to calm her down, and Dakota just sitting quietly in the kitchen.

John went over to Diane to encounter out what was going on.

"I look fat,"she tells John.

"No honey, no you don't,"he replies.

I decide to take the air right past them and into the kitchen. There, I see lots of paper plates with half-eaten samples of the wedding ceremony dinner party. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several home base and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and decide that it is time to head off to bed as tomorrow we will induce our very first wedding. I am so majestic of John ; he has held it together.

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my phone on the battery charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the glass doorway being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the weewee shower over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the piece. After we finish our make-out school term, we take maintenance in drying each former off.

I lead her by the hand into my sleep bed. I get in commencement, then Dakota follows me backing her cute small ass up to me. I drape my arm over her lissome soundbox. I pull her into me as we drift off to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

When my eyes popped unresolved, I was excited for John. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could sense Jill against my backbone. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was beaming she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the shower. Without anyone, the shower didn't exact very long. I used my electric shaver before I got into the shower. When I was completely done, I had to awake both of my sleeping partners. I started with Jill then moved on to Dakota.

I unzipped the vinyl group case that held the tux. I looked at it before I began to put it on. I started with the pants, then the shirt and finally the tie. I couldn't quite get the tie and it began to spoil me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to serve me, which she did. Before I left the chamber, I put on the coating and looked in the mirror. The dinner jacket was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollar sign wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to manoeuvre towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the halo set. When I saw St. John the Apostle, I asked if he had the rest of the doughnut set, which he does. I gave John the biggest man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed signs of maturity, and now has a baby on the way.

As I turned the corner to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV room all the piece of furniture has been pulled back to be against the walls and a trivial wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to resist to contract their wedding vows.

With the marriage ceremony meter approaching, Jill and Dakota came out to the kitchen. They looked breathtaking. Their dress were very standardized, and I couldn't take my middle off them.

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was ready to go. They both assured me that everything was ready and all we needed was people to set about eating. I thanked them for their tough piece of work. Of course, Dakota poured me a glassful of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone prepare,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to stop crying. commencement, she's too fat, then she doesn't smell right in the wearing apparel, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look near than her,"Dakota explains to me.

I go and check the sleeping room that John usually uses. Thankfully, when I opened the door there was no Diane, apparently, she slept somewhere else for the Night. I gently hurried John along as I didn't want him to be deep to his own marriage. He smiled at my joke, but he understood what was meant.

When John put on his pelage, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked great in his tuxedo. Tall, panoptic shouldered and quite the man of the hour. When Fred came out of Mom's room, he too looked dashing.

trick asked me how putting on the hymeneals wearing apparel is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about thing. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding arch in the TV elbow room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Bridget was gear up to make her entry. I looked around the room and saw pretty a great deal everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding marchland. I saw John's eyes tear up seeing his lovely Saint Brigid wearing her wearing apparel. She too, seemed smitten with the way John looked in his tuxedo.

When John and Diane stood together, the minister began his usual"if anyone has a intellect these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever withstand your tongue,"That couple of minutes where everyone is dumb just seems to be the longest point in the service.

"whoremaster, do you subscribe this charwoman to be your wife. To bonk her and care for her, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall know,"the minister says.

"I DO,"toilet says with vigor.

"Diane, do you get hold of this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To suffer and to hold back, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall live ?"the rector says to her.

"Um, No. No, I don't,"she says to the Minister.

"I'm sorry young gentlewoman, did you say no ?"he asks.

"Yes, I said no. I want lavatory to declare his love for me and me only in front of all his friends and family,"Diane says to the Minister.

St. John is stunned. He is standing in the archway with his rima oris hanging open. I leaned over and whispered into John's ear and said,"Remember when you asked me about being in the dog house, well my friend you are in one right now. If I was you, I'd make the declarations that she wants from you,"I tell John. I see him working hard at trying to keep it together.

"Diane, my favorite, I love you more than than I can show. You are the better half of us, and I want everyone to have it off that I love you and will always have sex you, till death do us part,"John says with a smile on his face.

The Minister asks Diane again,"Is this announcement enough for you ?"

"Oh yes sir, I just wanted him to know that I have the control and it will always be that way,"she says. I exhaled when Diane said yes to the Minister.

Jill is crying, Jennifer is crying, even BJ is crying. After they both say their ‘ I do's'there is a long kiss followed by a big hug. I hear Saint John tell her that he loves her and doesn't want anyone else. Diane just smiled and gave him a second kiss.

As everyone was congratulating them, Sammy and Bobby announced that the dinner was ready, and the bar would be brought out by the end of dinner. We all sat down to the meal that the chefs prepared.

John Lackland worked knockout at eating a whole lot of solid food and getting none of it on his tuxedo. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the early side of meat. We all ate the scrumptious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 layers.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John the Divine got up and held the knife together and took a nice first slice. As the usual custom, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to nail the patty into the other's face.

All in all, the wedding went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful wedding ceremony, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a belittled hiccup now, it certainly will be a gravid tarradiddle as time border district on.

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