The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The Wedding

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see toilet getting more nervous about the upcoming nuptials. I took him to the Ralph Lauren entrepot to buy him his tuxedo as well as mine and Fred's.

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

lav thought about those words and just hung his forefront as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulder joint and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while friendly really had no cue on picking tuxedo coats which were a surprise since the whole store is built on high-end wear.

"John let's startle with the color of the coating. I suggest unornamented black, no pinstripes and no off-color, just black. I would suggest we start with a full-length coat that will stop about where your zipper will stop,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a mensuration tape and begins taking shoulder mensuration, arm duration measure, and down the back mensuration. The salesperson went to a single-foot and pulled out three suit of clothes coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do early than take care of customers.

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

"Hold on a moment, I'll call him for you,"I was told.

I waited a pair of minutes before a man named Jack introduced himself.

"Jack, I came in here to find my son a black tie for his wedding ceremony on Christmas Day Eve. Do you think that you can help us, or should we head down the road to one of your competitors ?"I ask.

"No sir, I will personally help you. Do you be intimate 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 head, clearly not glad with the salesman.

"Did he mensurate the groom for bloomers ?"Jack asks.

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

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

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

Jack just shakes his head before he heads over to the counter where the salesperson is playing some game on his phone. In just a moment he returns with a cloth measuring tapeline.

first base, he starts measuring John Lackland's waist 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 measuring of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. Jack went over to another single-foot of coats. He pulled three different one off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

lavatory was only wearing a pick up shirt and attire mire. seafarer pulled two dress slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for John to try on. lavatory gave a suspire and took the pants into a dressing elbow room to try on. He was in there about 5 min 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 crotch of the pants checking the available way in the pants for John's jewels.

The start from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much Sir Thomas More relaxed after Jack gave him some warning. mariner asked what size shoes he normally wears, John told him that he wears size of it 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that smidge of extra room in the shoe for his foot.

mariner went over to this huge exhibit of shoe and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful young college-aged gal bringing a nursing bottle of champagne around uncoerced to pour each of us a glass. can 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 consume some Champagne-Ardenne. I told Fred if he wanted a couple of field glass that I would be happy to drive us all habitation, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any Champagne-Ardenne until we get back to the house.

The offering of Champagne-Ardenne caused me to remember that we needed various cases of that stuff for the reception. I picked up the bottleful and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my phone to save for later.

Fred and I sat on a dainty total darkness leather sofa watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a pair of gasp that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that Jack had pulled for whoremonger.

The first ones that John tried on he said were too cockeyed. I suggested he try the early distich, which he said was a much honest fit. I just stimulate my head when I saw that John was trying the brake shoe on without any wind cone. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size of it 14.

lavatory opened the package of windsock and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just shake my caput smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to express mirth out loud about trick's lack of noesis about suit and tuxedos.

A belt also became an issuing. bathroom wanted this one that had a huge belt buckle, almost as if John was going to be riding bronco instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let whoremonger get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would kick 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 buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a brownish whang. We had a discussion for several minutes about a Shirley Temple Black lawsuit and a brown bash. He didn't see the military issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an takings. Finally, I had him convinced to let me pick out his belt. I picked this black polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go facial expression at tuxedo shirts. Of course, John wanted the tawdry one they had, with choker as it belonged to a high schooltime tuxedo. This time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no plan at all. The second one had a unbent radiation diagram running from the top push button down to the constituent that goes inside his pants. The third and final shirt also had a straight person design that was a bit more articulate. I let Fred know that I was partial to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a prospicient discussion about a tie. lavatory wanted a clip-on black tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently suggest to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him look 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 see like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of ocean's football team and looking at at the George Clooney character, again the look that most guys want. whoremaster conceded the point.

At Fred's prompting, we got 5 black tie shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some dumbass of your side of the gangway spills food for thought off of his theme collection plate onto your shirt or spills some wine-colored or any identification number of affair that you need a backup for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"guy rope, 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."whoremaster, you hold your breath and pray in your brain that she says yes. However, let's cover a dyad of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this old dress so if she gets one, she'll say yes. second base, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must accept any ill-usage, but she will be the Queen in your life-time and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the relaxation of your lifetime will go smooth. third base, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small endowment, like blossom and menu. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on female parent's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much felicitous if you randomly buy a 12 bloom on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same peak, she needs to know that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always have it off when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER keep that a secret and be for certain that you listen to your married woman when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the matter 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 bathroom, cleaning woman love things like that. Since you live in a business firm 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 accomplish,"I say to John.

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

"Well……maybe. Usually, nigh charwoman when they get marry expect their married man to be congregation to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to play with others, I would suggest that you play together in the same room that way there isn't any jealousy or fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the same room, you're both playing with another span or single and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique marriage. Think about Dakota being meaning by me. How many other wives would tolerate that ? You can probably count them all on one bridge player. virtually fair sex are possessive case and don't like to share their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have John trying on some other particular, my telephone bombilation. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the Saint Brigid's clothes from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. upright thing you made that big fillip. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a return school text,"Not as a great deal as my pappa would wish me to possess. I'll get a bottle right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

Saint John the Apostle is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his attention straddle is getting brusk and we should maybe phone it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can tidy up any idle ends if we need to.

Fred tells jackass his suit size, which surprises Jack. I don't know my size, so we make another appointment for tomorrow to finalize John's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's dissimilar for each couple. One thing that I can tell you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be poor fish. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that mess it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said dissimilar cleaning woman want different matter. For example, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is queer 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 preserve arguing with her. Learn these 6 words…. I love you and am no-account,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very lofty that he is thinking. nigh family relationship are different, and both members need to be responsive to their partner to hold things going.

"Fred, can we stop at a burger place, I'm starving,"john says.

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

"Of line, John do you have anyone in thinker ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at least three, maybe four,"Gospel According to John says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another group of spring chicken 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 retort and John decree for himself. I club for me and of course of instruction, Fred tries to sidestep ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and Holy Order a Fatburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake. Once John Lackland hears Fred ordering a coffee milk shake, he orderliness one as well.

I pay for the whole meal and John carries the tray to a table. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teenager. I somehow don't tactile property threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that night.

John hands out the Warren E. Burger, small fry, and drunkenness before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his brass. Fred and I look at each other and just smiling watching John and food.

Several of the teenagers go outside leaving two of their friend inside with us. They are paying us no attending, which makes me experience much better.

My phone buzzes. It's from one of our attorneys.

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

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

"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 eating place. She also said that he threatened to harm the child. testament you give me your incline of what happened ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the lady came into this Italian eatery. He was yelling at her that it was his clip to have 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 turn their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging remark 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 afford him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of fire. My own personal protection guy held his weapon over my shoulder in clear mickle so that the man would sympathise that he is in the line of fire. The eating house has respective cameras that I think should be shown to the evaluator. This piteous 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 decree,"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 assist, lots of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to suffer to be to their divorce agreement just as he must. I also want to be light ; she provoked this unanimous incident and then hid behind their son so she could tell the jurist 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 judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

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

"Could you be in court tomorrow morning ? This poor guy is in lockup, the jurist is refusing to give him the possibility of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just tell me what time to be at the courthouse and what justice he's standing in strawman of. Oh, and one more matter, the owner of the restaurant threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharply before jurist White. She's yob, but she's usually fair in domestic example,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not want my security measures to come to the courtroom just in example the judge wants to ask him a question ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to make for the security guy, but induce sure he leaves whatever weapon system he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring in the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may have to bear the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As privy is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both John and Fred the speech sound call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this piteous guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will place upright before the justice tomorrow, explain my position and offer to pay for his bond bond and will guarantee his bearing in court of justice. I also tell John the Evangelist that he's required to be in courtroom also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to explicate to John, no thing how good of a hubby you are, the married woman can always poke your buttons and driveway you to the point in time of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a crazy man telling this to St. John just daytime before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please touch the possessor of that Italian restaurant and excuse that the guy goes to lawcourt tomorrow good morning and if potential, could he get us the telecasting footage from that day so the jurist can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take attention of it.

privy reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service cat for their audience tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to telephone at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morning. John said he would convey care of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the finale two adolescent leave the hamburger eating place. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 secret Service factor, two of them being women. That way if Jill is out and want to use the gentlewoman's convenience, she will have person to go in there with her.

I decide to forebode the lawyer back.

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

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

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

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

"fountainhead, it probably would be seen favorably by the judge if you were to offer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have plenty time in with the conjugation and thus he was let go. Of course of instruction, the lawyer that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't petition the family lawcourt for maintenance and fry support modification. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to bond out then he should use it to pay his dorsum child documentation and maintenance,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"well, it's possible. We'll have to see the mode the justice is in tomorrow cockcrow. I still don't get why you're standing up so much for this guy when he stuck a gun in your look,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex-wife can beset you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and hale his ex-wife to live by the divorce agreement that he must live by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the crown of thorns the second he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the maintenance eliminated ? She clearly can solve, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll catch his child support up. I've been in this guys shoe and I want him to finally let the Negroid cloud removed from being over his forefront,"I tell the attorney.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I will do the best I can, but him pulling a gun on you doesn't bode well with phratry court,"he tells me.

"Well Mr. Liebowitz, please do the best you can. I will personally assure that he will make his court appearances should he be allowed to alliance out of gaol. I will also hire him so he has a rootage of income to continue to pay his child support and I will hold open paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a good job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a intermission so he can show that he is a decent father and not the horrible person that his ex is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this piteous guy to just get a mediocre shake.

John finally finishes his third base Fatburger, all his fries and not one but two deep brown shakes.

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

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

"John, recollect Jill and I are paying for your wedding, this includes your dinner jacket and her wearing apparel,"I say to him. He still looks troubled about the totally affair.

"David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"John asks. This was a great question as I had not considered whether we should have a rector or a notary to execute the observance. I don't really know Gospel According to John to be a spiritual man nor do I bonk if Diane is a spiritual mortal either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street level gate. Fred opens it and allows it to conclude before he opens the gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the courtyard, he makes surely that the logic gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and headspring inside the planetary house. We are greeted by a whole lot of adult female who are all charged up with a discussion about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can sense the latent hostility in her torso and mean to myself that I need to have a masseuse seed to the Chateau to collapse Diane and massage and maybe several of the other cleaning woman as well.

"Diane, I have a big question for you. Who do you want to do the wedding service ? Are you a religious person and want a non-Christian priest or minister or would a notary be OK ?"I ask.

"dada, we've already called a minister to execute the servicing. He will be here tomorrow nighttime. We've also set the wedding company dinner party for three nighttime from tonight. Jill picked the restaurant,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the cheek and severalise her how much Jill and I love her. The next person that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so unquiet. I want John to birth a great root to his married life,"she says to me.

"Not to worry, John will be just okay. How goes affair on Diane's slope of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your married woman has taken complaint and has her assistant BJ and this former gal Danni getting batch of matter done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

"We do and accept already told Sammy. She wants a chocolate-vanilla swirl patty with a buttercream icing,"she tells me.

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

"Of line, I'm keeping an eye on affair from our side of the gangway,"Jennifer tells me before she leans over and kisses me.

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

I head back over to Diane.

"Darling, I hear you have the wedding wearing apparel down to two couturier. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"Well, I would have sex to hold the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gallon told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta dress,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that dress. This is your wedding party and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to arrive at these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and whisper into her ear,"pet, this is a once in a lifetime event. 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 whole upshot. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and smart with making their choice for the wedding.

It doesn't take long for Jill to be lightly snoring and as usual her book binding it to me and she is facing away from me. I lean into her and chip in her a osculation on the cheek and roll away.

Before I finally doze off, I hear a light 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 couple of anteriority cases at the hospital, so she never came by here.

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a duet of shortstop on and a tweed tee shirt and get her by the hand out to the kitchen. I take a butt at the kitchen mesa and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

"Of class, 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 bemire footling mind thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my power and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the stairs to the office.

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

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

I put the envelope in figurehead of her and tell her to open up her eyes.

She looks at the gasbag and gently picking it up studying the calligraphy of her name on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for several minutes. I must encourage her to open up the envelope and take out what's inside.

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

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

"Because everyone in my chemical group got a check. I know you make good money, but I wanted you to have a gift from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She cogitation it for several arcminute. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the Saame 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 flock of money. What I want as a gift from you is to afford me a child. Clearly, you missed that level,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the chip on the board hand me a kiss on my forehead and walks towards the front threshold. 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 wrong decision, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the battlefront doorway and walk out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my blazon around her and just sit there hugging her. She again cups my typeface and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's option. In my mind, if she didn't want the money, she could have donated it to a favorite charity, but instead, she took the position that I somehow insulted her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the sustenance room and one out the back door on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we have a plan on decorating the Christmas Day trees ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal answer which tells me we have no program at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will address 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 seat and took Dakota by the script and we went down the residence to my bedchamber. Jill was intelligent 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 drift 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 Court. I hurried into the bathroom to do my good morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a quick shower and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the shower made the unconscious process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the can and shook her cute naked dead body at me trying to entice me to roleplay 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 voice asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger electric cord, picked up my wallet and key fruit. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her sleep. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. Saint John the Apostle was already up and make as was Fred. I was the last one to be ready to go.

King John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the anterior twenty-four hours limo. John and I got in the back and Fred got us going towards the courthouse business district. Of course, we were traveling in morning traffic, so the drive was decelerate. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. whoremaster and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through certificate. I was thankful that whoremonger remembered to not contribute his gun with him. Once we got through certificate, we got to the courtroom with 5 second to give up. I met the attorney Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 bit.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the homage was coming in session. The justice asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not allow for my guy to get bail. Our attorney objected and the jurist wanted to hear why she should countenance him to have the opportunity to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not fall out the divorce correspondence which specified Day and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able to hitch up on his back child support and alimony. Our attorney told the evaluator that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail and see that he had study to keep on to pay the child sustenance. The justice wanted to verbalise to me at that point.

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

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, are you the man who had the defendant full point a gun at you in a eating house ?"She asked.

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in front of myself, my assistant, and several eatery patron. Even the owner of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his push button. 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 stop up his child livelihood and I will hold him a job so he can continue to pay boost child 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 boldness ?"The justice says to me.

"Your pureness, I've walked a air mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a Jacob's ladder case, I'm just offering him a mitt up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a slight help. I ask the court to allow me to present him a helping hired hand, please your award,"I said to her.

The judge sat and pondered what I had said. The misfortunate guy was again near weeping worrying that the evaluator was going to proceed him in jail.

"Mr. Greene, I'm going to rent a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a hiccup he'll be back in jail and will remain there for quite a spell. I am truly impressed that you want to facilitate a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could have caused a vauntingly amount of impairment to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give way him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will pass at least a year in jail. Do I take a crap myself clear Mr. Greene ?"the justice asked me.

"Yes, your honor, and thank you,"I said to her. The poor guy was solemn and not sure what to do or say.

I've seen the guy in demand of some service. John works with the judge and gets the guy ready to make him a project having the guy be ready.

It was loose 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 jail. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stay out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

It was percipient that John had to work hard to keep everyone out of jail. To me, I had to go so that the guy was just a mortal who had to do as the justice asked. so, he would not end back in jail.

After the court coming into court, I had consultation with the 4 secret Service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female person broker to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Once the consultation with the Secret Service 6 was over, John Lackland, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, diddley was still there which I thought to be a good thing.

Jack got his cloth measuring mag tape and began to take my measurements. Since I had a garb shirt and a pelage on it made jackass's work a bit easier. old salt measured my inseam, my arm distance, and m shank. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The first two coats that I tried on were to short in the arm. I tried on the one-third one and it fit much better. I went over to the wall of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

Jack pulled several place for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire dinner jacket on, we looked really good. I pulled three additional shirts just to urinate sure what we had on remain clean. shit put all three courtship into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limousine.

Thankfully, the traffic wasn't that bad. as we drove towards the Chateau. I hoped that Diane chose the dress that she truly wanted. I realized that I was hungry. We had court, then the audience with the SS6, and finally the appointment with Jack at Ralph Lauren. Now, it was time to eat.

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for lunch. King John did notice that there was a fortunate cow pen side by side door to the Texas longhorn. I shrugged my articulatio humeri. Neither Fred nor I had a real orientation as to which restaurant. John chose Golden corral. As the three of us went inside, it smelled delicious as they had ribs being grilled.

I know that Texas longhorn was a bit more graceful but the sheer volume of food at Golden cow pen looked peachy. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. lavatory, of course, went right for the ribs and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guy wire now felt at ease having the purchase of the tuxedos completed. Fred was nice enough to strike the three vinyl tuxedo holders to the trunk to keep open them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the eatery, I saw several families that caused me to chuckle 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 drink.

The three of us ate until our paunch were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to pass off and boy was trick nervous. John got up and headed over to the afters table complete with a deep brown jet. When John was finally full, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the logic gate system, I was very felicitous with the addition. Fred made sure the showtime gate was fully closed and locked before opening the arcsecond logic gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the stallion day. Fred was nice enough to pull the limo up to the front door where privy and I got out and went inside.

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

"how-do-you-do lover, so you chose to come into the hornet's nest,"she says to me.

"well, I do have got to fall home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear raft of the char chatting it up regarding band of affair at the marriage. I see the apparel hanging from a hook. The ma'am all fussed at Saint John the Apostle for seeing the dress before the wedding. King John hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the living room and took him by the hired hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The room went silent when John announced that he was full. No one believed his program line for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden corral. John then told everyone that it was ‘ bally awful ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the duty of paying for the marriage. I asked to see the bride's maidservant dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the peeress all got themselves a beautiful black-market mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 hr until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling 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 patty, Dakota got off my lap and got us both a sampling. As Dakota fed me with the sample distribution, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a terrific event.

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to have for John and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime quantity rib of beef along with some fingerling potatoes and sweet onions and carrot.

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

"Yes pa, and I managed to twine everything. You know daddy, 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 interpret why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that attitude just puzzler me.

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

I take Dakota's paw and gently take the air her down the hall and into my bedchamber. I plug in my sound to the courser and take on out my pocketbook and keys putting them on the bureau. Dakota and I go into the privy to get into the exhibitioner. Once we were in there, we made passionate dearest to each other. I push her underneath the water as my tool found its way into her seraphic savor pussy. I fucked her until my cock was ready to goad its contents which it did.

After we made love in the shower, we take the meter to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedchamber to climb into the sleep bed. I climbed in first then my lovely Dakota followed wiggling her precious little ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room board talking some more about the wedding.

"Dakota darling, 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 sure that I put on Special Agent Fernandez's wife on as constituent of the real number estate division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that precious trivial ass and backs up against me. I drape my arm around her and draw out her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to vagabond off to slumber.

When my oculus open, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding dress is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to hold the divine service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John, 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 cake. I am lofty of John. He keeps asking me questions and I keep answering them. His inquiry have a bit more to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, St. John the Apostle and I take the limo and decide to head to Happy limo to substitute cars, plus I want to shoot the breeze with Paula.

As we are driving, my telephone rings.

"hello, this is Saint David,"I say into my phone.

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to anticipate you and thank you for promising the judge that you will entrance me up on my nipper accompaniment. 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 plow all the affair that need to be fixed in a vauntingly construction. Let me gift you the dame, Sharon who runs the edifice. She will have plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will bear until December 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our goodbyes and knack up.

It's hard to believe that John and Diane's wedding will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some time us guys decide to head up to a moving-picture show. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and caput inside. I guess it has been quite a while since I have been to a film. Three just the ticket, Zea mays everta and drinks monetary value Thomas More than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our tush 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 faery. The three of us headed inside the house and took our seats. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a moving picture in a theater in nearly 5 year. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

It was sort of good story that three grown men went to the movies together, but then again what else do we stimulate to do ?

The motion-picture show ran just under 2 ½ hours. It was an enjoyable movie, lots of action, great coloring graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the appearance was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the picture, we still needed to vote down some time, so Fred suggested a nearby pool hall that also had electronic dart add-in. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limousine to change car. Instead of heading to the pond foyer, we headed back to Happy limo. Since we were in the part of the city where felicitous limousine resided the trip didn't take all that farseeing. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready location, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of keys. Saint John the Apostle, well he was just along for the drive.

I went through those big castling doors into the billet to see Paula.

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

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

"fountainhead, a $ 25,000 bank check left laying on the kitchen table pretty much tells the report,"Paula says to me.

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

"Leave it alone,"she replies.

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

"The unit affair. Don't cry her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to read the money,"Paula says to me.

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

"Then that's sound. The more pissed she is the sooner she will derive back around,"Paula says.

In my mind, it felt like she was right. Just leave alone things alone and let it bet out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of keys and the three of us were off once again. However, this time we were headed back to the kitty 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 busy time in a consortium Charles Francis Hall.

Each of us take a puddle cue. Fred racked the ball and we let John do the break. He got several balls to roll around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this metre he allowed me to perform the break. I too got several of the bollock to proceed around, but none fell into the pockets.

Just like with John, Fred mopped the base with me. I just laughed and rock my head.

The three of us played for a couple of hour, learning that Fred is quite the pool shark.

As dinner fourth dimension 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 home. I got her usual reply"K ”. The cause was slowly as many masses had the next couple of day off. Although traffic around the promenade and big box store were fearful.

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

Fred dropped John the Evangelist and I off at the look door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

When John and I went inside what we found was Diane crying, Jill trying to chill out her Down, and Dakota just sitting quietly in the kitchen.

lavatory went over to Diane to find out what was going on.

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk right past them and into the kitchen. There, I see scores of paper denture with half-eaten samples of the marriage dinner party. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several denture and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and adjudicate that it is sentence to head off to bed as tomorrow we will have our very first wedding. I am so lofty of John ; he has held it together.

Dakota follows me into the sleeping accommodation. I strip down, after putting my earphone on the charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the methamphetamine door being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the body of water cascade over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the spell. After we complete our make-out seance, we take guardianship in drying each other off.

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

CHAPTER 5

When my eyes popped open, I was excited for John. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could feel Jill against my book binding. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was glad she was there.

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

I unzipped the vinyl case that held the tuxedo. 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 frustrate me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to help me, which she did. Before I left the bedroom, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The dinner jacket was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollars wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ringing set. When I saw John, I asked if he had the rest of the doughnut set, which he does. I gave John the vainglorious man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed mansion of adulthood, and now has a sister on the way.

As I turned the corner to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV way all the article of furniture has been pulled back to be against the wall and a little wooden arch was set up for Saint John and Diane to fend to undertake their marriage vows.

With the nuptials prison term approaching, Jill and Dakota came out to the kitchen. They looked breathtaking. Their dresses were very standardised, and I couldn't take my eyes 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 start eating. I thanked them for their hard work. Of course, Dakota poured me a glass of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to halt crying. beginning, she's too fat, then she doesn't facial expression right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaid look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

I go and check the bedroom that lav usually uses. Thankfully, when I opened the door there was no Diane, apparently, she slept somewhere else for the Nox. I gently hurried can along as I didn't want him to be of late to his own wedding. He smiled at my jocularity, but he understood what was meant.

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

whoremonger asked me how putting on the wedding wearing apparel is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV elbow room, Jill and Dakota announced that the bride was set to make her entrance. I looked around the room and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding ceremony March. I saw lav's eye tear up seeing his lovely bride wearing her wearing apparel. She too, seemed struck with the way John looked in his black tie.

When John and Diane stood together, the minister began his common"if anyone has a rationality these two shouldn't be married talk now or forever go for your tongue,"That brace of minutes where everyone is understood just seems to be the long head in the service.

"John, do you lease this woman to be your wife. To love her and cherish her, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"john says with vigor.

"Diane, do you have this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and wellness, for as long as you both shall live ?"the Minister says to her.

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

"I'm sorry Lester Willis Young lady, did you say no ?"he asks.

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

John is stunned. He is standing in the arch with his mouth hanging open. I leaned over and whispered into Saint John the Apostle's ear and said,"Remember when you asked me about being in the doghouse, well my acquaintance you are in one rightfield now. If I was you, I'd make the declarations that she wants from you,"I tell John the Divine. I see him working hard at trying to keep it together.

"Diane, my darling, I love you more than I can evince. You are the safe one-half of us, and I want everyone to live that I love you and will always love you, till dying do us part,"John says with a smile on his face.

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

"Oh yes sir, I just wanted him to recognise 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 foresighted candy kiss followed by a big hug. I hear bathroom 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 cake would be brought out by the end of dinner. We all sat down to the meal that the chefs prepared.

St. John worked voiceless at eating a wholly lot of food and getting none of it on his dinner jacket. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one side of meat of me and Dakota on the early side. We all ate the scrumptious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 stratum.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John got up and held the knife together and took a prissy first of all cut. As the usual custom, they each fed one another the fade that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash the cake into the former's face.

All in all, the nuptials went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful marriage, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a small hiccough now, it certainly will be a great story as time border district on.

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