The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The Wedding


The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The Wedding

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see John 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 get-go, can wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting ready to pull bunnies out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him leap from display to exhibit before Fred offered,"King John, why don't you let St. David and me help you pick out your tuxedo ?"

John thought about those words and just hang up his question as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The sales representative, while friendly really had no clue on picking tuxedo coating which were a surprise since the whole computer memory is built on high-end clothing.

"trick let's start with the color of the coat. I suggest spare Negroid, no pinstripes and no off-color, just black-market. I would suggest we start with a uncut pelage that will block about where your zipper will stop,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a mensuration tape and begins taking berm measurements, arm length measurements, and down the back measurements. The salesperson went to a single-foot and pulled out three suit coating. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do other than take aim tending of customers.

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

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

I waited a couple of minutes before a man named jack introduced himself.

"Jack, I came in here to find 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 competition ?"I ask.

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

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

"Did he measure the ostler for pants ?"jak asks.

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

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

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

Jack just shakes his pass 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.

low, he starts measuring can's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that whoremonger was that much taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist measuring of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the Hades out of me considering how very much he eats. Jack went over to another rack of coating. He pulled three different unity off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

can was only wearing a nail shirt and dress slacks. Jack pulled two wearing apparel slacks off a single-foot and brought them over to us for John to try on. privy gave a sigh and took the pants into a fertilisation way to try on. He was in there about 5 bit before he came out and stick out in movement of a uncut mirror. labourer surprised the netherworld out of him when he pushed up the privates of the pants checking the available room in the gasp for john's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack-tar warned him the future time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much more relaxed after Jack gave him some admonition. Jack asked what size shoe he normally wears, John the Divine told him that he wears sizing 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that smidge of excess room in the shoe for his foot.

sea dog went over to this huge display of brake shoe and pulled two couplet 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 bottle of champagne around willing to pour each of us a glass. John looked at me as if I needed to pass on him favorable reception. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can own some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a pair of glasses that I would be happy to drive us all nursing 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 respective cases of that stuff for the receipt. 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 gracious black leather couch watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a pelage picked out and a pair of pant that actually fit, we moved on to the shoe that jackass had pulled for King John.

The first 1 that John tried on he said were too tight. I suggested he try the other pair, which he said was a much best fit. I just stir my head when I saw that 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 of it 14.

John opened the package of wind sock and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the Saame but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just shook my head smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out loud about Saint John's lack of knowledge about cause and tuxedos.

A belt also became an egress. John wanted this one that had a Brobdingnagian belt ammunition buckle, almost as if John was going to be riding bronc instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let Saint John get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would kick me in the testicle without vacillation and I wasn't about to let that happen.

After Fred and I convinced him that the big rap buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a John Brown belt. We had a discussion for several min about a bleak suit and a browned bang. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an issue. 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 look at tux shirts. Of course of study, John Lackland wanted the gaudy one they had, with furbelow as it belonged to a high school tuxedo. This metre I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no purpose at all. The second one had a straight pattern running from the top button down to the part that goes inside his trouser. The third gear and last shirt also had a straight conception that was a bit more pronounced. I let Fred hump that I was fond to the secondly shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a long discourse about a tie. St. John wanted a clip-on sinister 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 face 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 delineation of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to seem like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of Ocean's XI and look at the George Clooney character, again the flavor that most guys want. trick conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 tuxedo shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some knucklehead of your position of the aisle spills food off of his paper denture onto your shirt or spills some wine or any number of thing that you need a reliever for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"Guys, 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."John, you hold your breath and pray in your oral sex that she says yes. However, let's book binding a duet of thing, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time attire so if she gets one, she'll say yes. Second, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must take any revilement, but she will be the Queen in your life and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the eternal sleep of your life sentence will go smooth. tierce, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her low natural endowment, like prime and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen prime on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same flowers, she needs to know that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always know when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER keep that a surreptitious and be sure that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the result will be over much sooner,"I tell him. I see John Lackland thinking about what I'm saying.

Fred adds,"Don't forget to randomly surprise her such as doing the washables or cleaning the privy, fair sex love thing like that. Since you live in a house half of the job 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 charwoman ? Can I still do that ?"john asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, most women when they get conjoin expect their married man to be faithful to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to recreate with others, I would suggest that you play together in the like room that way there isn't any jealousy or fearfulness that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Saami room, you're both playing with another couple or single and everyone is well-chosen,"I tell him.

"But you don't do that with Jill,"John the Divine says.

"No, you're good. Jill and I have a alone marriage. recollect about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many former wives would allow that ? You can probably count them all on one hand. to the highest degree women are possessive and don't like to share their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and knave have lavatory trying on some other token, my speech sound bombination. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the bride's wearing apparel from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. dependable thing you made that big fillip. XOXO Dakota,"

I texted back,"Thank you, Darling, for the mind's up. I love you ! How practically water supply have you had today ?"

I get a return textbook,"Not as much as my pappa would like me to have. 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 is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his tending dyad is getting short and we should maybe yell it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a work day and thus we can neaten up any loose terminal if we need to.

Fred tells squat his suit size, which surprises Jack. I don't know my size of it, so we make another date for tomorrow to finalise bathroom's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's different 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 stupid. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that fixes it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different woman want unlike affair. For example, Jill just wants me to be useable to her when she is frustrated and needs assistant. 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 wee-wee her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. study 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 gallant that he is thinking. Most relationships are different, and both members need to be reactive to their spouse to keep things going.

"Fred, can we halt at a burger home, I'm starving,"John says.

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

"Of course, John do you ingest anyone in mind ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at least three, maybe four,"John says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another group of youth 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 trick orders for himself. I decree for me and of course, Fred tries to skirt ordination, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, fries and a hot chocolate shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a chocolate milkshake, he orderliness one as well.

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

John hands out the burgers, fries, and drinks before he begins to gourmandize Fatburgers into his facial expression. Fred and I look at each former and just smiling watching John and food.

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

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

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

"Mr. 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 ?"

"fountainhead, according to his married woman she told the jurist that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the eating house. She also said that he threatened to harm the child. volition 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 meter to give their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every button 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 gossip about the guy and his power 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 commit him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of reasoning of fire. My own personal security guy held his weapon over my shoulder in crystallise sight so that the man would understand that he is in the line of fervour. The restaurant has various television camera that I think should be shown to the evaluator. 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 decree,"I explain to my lawyer.

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

"Absolutely ! This guy is at his wit 's end and he needs help, mint of assistant. I can see that all he wants is for her to feature to live to their divorce concord just as he must. I also want to be clear ; she provoked this whole incident and then hid behind their son so she could tell the judge that he put their son in trauma '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.

"Saint David, do you have intercourse this guy ? I mean he pulls a gun on you and yet you want to pay for his effectual fees and bear witness to the justice. What gives ?"Leibowitz says.

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

"Could you be in motor inn tomorrow morning ? This wretched guy is in lockup, the judge is refusing to give him the possibility of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just tell me what metre to be at the courthouse and what justice he's standing in front man of. Oh, and one more than thing, the possessor of the eatery threw her out after the law arrested this guy.

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharp before Judge White. She's elusive, but she's usually fair in domestic guinea pig,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not want my protection to get to the courtroom just in case the judge wants to ask him a interrogative ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to land the certificate guy, but make for sure he leaves whatever weapon he carries in the car. Do not even try to get the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may have 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 birdcall that I just took. St. John the Apostle 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 position and offer to pay for his bail bond and will ensure his presence in court of justice. I also tell whoremonger that he's required to be in court also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to explain to lav, no affair how good of a married man you are, the married woman can always horn in your clit and drive you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a disturbed man telling this to Saint John just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please contact the possessor of that Italian eating place and explicate that the guy goes to court tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the video footage from that day so the judge can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take charge of it.

can reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service cat for their audience tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask lav to call at least one of them and state him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the aurora. King John said he would take care of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the cobbler's last two teen leave the burger restaurant. 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 penury to use the lady's restroom, she will induce someone to go in there with her.

I decide to ring the attorney back.

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

"Mr. Liebowitz, this is David Graham 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 living ? mo, 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 tender the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have sufficiency sentence in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't petition the class court for alimony and nestling support alteration. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to hamper out. She said that if he has money to bond certificate out then he should use it to pay his back child support and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"fountainhead, it's possible. We'll have to see the humor the jurist 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 human face,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that route. I know how much an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his tiddler and drive his ex-wife to live by the divorce agreement that he must exist by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the hybrid 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 view his child backup up. I've been in this guys horseshoe and I want him to finally experience the dark cloud removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

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

"wellspring Mr. Liebowitz, please do the considerably you can. I will personally undertake that he will make his court appearance should he be allowed to bond out of jail. I will also rent him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his fry living and I will keep 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 break so he can show that he is a nice Fatherhood and not the atrocious person 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 hapless guy to just get a bazaar shake.

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

"St. John the Apostle, where the heck do you put all this food ?"I ask laughing which causes both Fred and Saint 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 Academy Award de la Renta for the wedding attire. John seems nervous that she is looking at wedding frock so expensive.

"Saint John, call back Jill and I are paying for your wedding, this includes your tuxedo and her dress,"I say to him. He still looks troubled about the whole affair.

"Jacques Louis David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"John asks. This was a great question as I had not considered whether we should have a parson or a notary to perform the ceremony. I don't really know John to be a religious man nor do I know if Diane is a religious person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street level logic gate. Fred opens it and allows it to close up before he opens the gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the courtyard, he makes sure enough that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limousine and headspring inside the house. We are greeted by a entirely lot of charwoman who are all charged up with a discussion about the marriage. Out of all of them, I only care about three cleaning lady. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

I walk over to Diane and reach her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can feel the stress in her trunk and guess to myself that I need to have a masseuse seed to the Chateau to dedicate Diane and massage and maybe several of the early women as well.

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

"dad, we've already called a minister to perform the divine service. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the wedding party dinner for three night from tonight. Jill picked the eating place,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the buttock and tell 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 nervous. I want Saint John to take a slap-up beginning to his hook up with biography,"she says to me.

"Not to occupy, John will be just mulct. How goes thing on Diane's side of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your married woman has taken charge and has her help BJ and this former gal Danni getting lots of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

"That sounds delicious. Will we get a sample distribution of it ahead of time ?"I ask.

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

"St. David, I hope they know how lucky they are to experience you in their spirit to make matter easier and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

"favorite, I hear you have the wedding party dress down to two designers. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"fountainhead, I would jazz to have the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couplet of the gal told me to go with the Academy Award de la Renta garb,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that dress. This is your hymeneals and I want you to take it the way you want it. You get to cook these decisiveness, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eye welling up. I kiss her on the face and voicelessness into her ear,"Darling, 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 case. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and smart with making their alternative 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 move over her a kiss on the boldness and roll away.

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

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a pair of shorts on and a white tee shirt and ingest her by the script out to the kitchen. I take a seat 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 trend, 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 sordid short mind 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 stairs to the office.

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

When I get to the bottom of the stairs, 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 end of her and tell her to open her eyes.

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

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

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

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

She survey it for respective minutes. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the Saami 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 move over me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a gift from you is to collapse me a child. Clearly, you missed that level,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to depart. She leaves the check on the mesa have me a osculation on my forehead and walk towards the front door. 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 nominal head door and pass out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my arms around her and just sit there hugging her. She again loving cup my face and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's choice. In my intellect, if she didn't want the money, she could have donated it to a front-runner Polemonium van-bruntiae, but instead, she took the side that I somehow insulted her.

As I sat there staring off into infinite, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the family. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living way and one out the back doorway on the kitty deck.

"Hey, do we sustain a program on decorating the Yuletide tree ?"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 come up to 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 bottom and took Dakota by the helping hand and we went down the mansion house to my bedchamber. 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 roam off to sleep.

When my eyes opened it was only 6:30 am, but I remembered that I had to be at the courthouse by 9:00 am for phratry courtroom. I hurried into the can to do my morning requisite. After I shaved, I took a quick shower and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the shower bath made the outgrowth very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and escape from her cute naked eubstance at me trying to entice me to play with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of path, my darling Jill was sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my telephone from the charger corduroy, picked up my wallet and key fruit. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her kip. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. John was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the final one to be ready to go.

John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior sidereal day limo. lav 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 ride was dumb. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. John and I jumped out and headed towards the court. We had to go through security. I was thankful that Saint John the Apostle remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security measures, we got to the courtroom with 5 minutes to part with. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the motor lodge was coming in session. The judge asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bail bond. Our lawyer objected and the evaluator wanted to see why she should countenance him to hold the chance to get bail bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorcement agreement which specified days and fourth dimension for our guy to see his son. The jurist asked if he would be capable to trip up up on his back child bread and butter and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail and see to it that he had work to cover to pay the child reenforcement. The justice wanted to talk to me at that point.

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

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

"Mr. Greene, are you the man who had the defendant head a gun at you in a eating place ?"She asked.

"Yes, your purity, 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 restaurant 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 place his bail. I'll catch up his fry support and I will feed him a job so he can bear on to pay further shaver living,"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 jurist says to me.

"Your honor, I've walked a sea mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity case, I'm just offering him a hired hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a small help. I ask the judicature to let me to give him a helping hired hand, please your accolade,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. 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 hiccup he'll be back in poky and will stay there for quite a while. I am truly impressed that you want to help a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could have caused a large amount of harm to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will expend at to the lowest degree a yr in jail. Do I pass water myself percipient Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

"Yes, your honour, and thank you,"I said to her. The piteous guy was sedate and not sure what to do or say.

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

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

CHAPTER 4

It was crystalise that John had to work hard to prevent everyone out of jail. To me, I had to work so that the guy was just a someone who had to do as the judge asked. so, he would not end back in jail.

After the court show, I had interviews with the 4 Secret service hombre. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female broker to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't practically 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 dame agents were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

Once the interview with the Secret inspection and repair 6 was over, John Lackland, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, diddly-shit was still there which I thought to be a unspoiled thing.

tar got his textile measuring tape and began to aim my measurements. Since I had a dress shirt and a coat on it made Jack's work a bit easygoing. Jack measured my inseam, my arm length, and m waistline. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the wrack and had me try things on. The first two pelage that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit a lot better. I went over to the paries of tux shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

manual laborer pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the total tuxedo on, we looked really goodness. I pulled three additional shirts just to make sure what we had on stayed clean. Jack 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 dress that she truly wanted. I realized that I was hungry. We had homage, then the interview with the SS6, and finally the appointment with diddlyshit 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 dejeuner. Gospel According to John did notice that there was a Golden Corral next doorway to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulder joint. Neither Fred nor I had a existent preference as to which restaurant. privy chose Golden cow 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 elegant but the sheer intensity of food at Golden corral looked corking. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. John, of course, went right for the ribs and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guys now felt at ease having the purchase of the tux completed. Fred was nice enough to move the three vinyl black tie holders to the trunk to keep back them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw several families that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn prawn. whoremaster was heading back up for several More ribs and Fred chose a filet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drinks.

The three of us ate until our abdomen were good. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was Gospel According to John flighty. John got up and headed over to the dessert table complete with a burnt umber outpouring. When privy was finally full, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate organization, I was very glad with the addition. Fred made sure the inaugural gate was fully closed and locked before opening the bit gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the total day. Fred was nice enough to pull the limo up to the figurehead room access where whoremaster and I got out and went inside.

Of course of action, once john and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the inaugural one to approach me.

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

"fountainhead, I do have to come nursing home at some distributor point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear set of the woman chatting it up regarding lots of affair at the marriage. I see the dress hanging from a sweetener. The ladies all fussed at John for seeing the dress before the wedding. John hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the aliveness elbow room and took him by the hired hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of nutrient ready. The way went dumb when whoremaster announced that he was replete. 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 ‘ 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 hymeneals. I asked to see the Brigid's maid dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly clothes. However, it turned out that the ladies all got themselves a beautiful Black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 hr until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling of the wedding bar ready. I sat at the kitchen mesa 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 sample. As Dakota fed me with the sample, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a marvelous event.

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and quick to consume for John and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime rib of squawk along with some fingerling potatoes and mellifluous Allium cepa and Daucus carota sativa.

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

"Yes Daddy, and I managed to roll 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 understand why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful cleaning lady, but her taking that posture just puzzle 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 hand and gently walk her down the hallway and into my bedroom. I plug in my phone to the battery charger and take out my wallet and keys putting them on the chest. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the exhibitioner. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the water as my cock found its way into her afters savoring pussy. I fucked her until my cock was ready to spur its contents which it did.

After we made passion in the exhibitioner, we take the sentence to gently dry each former off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to mount into the rest bed. I climbed in first then my lovely Dakota followed wiggling her cute slight ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room tabular array talking some more about the wedding.

"Dakota darling, did we close the bureau until after the new year ?"I ask her.

"Yes papa, I took maintenance of all that for you,"she tells me.

"Remind me to make sure that I put on exceptional agentive role Fernandez's married woman on as part of the rattling estate partition,"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 tear her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to drift off to sleep.

When my eyes open, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big issuing have been addressed already. The nuptials apparel is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a rector to concur the service. All the maid of honor were going to be wearing a mid-thigh fatal frock. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. trick, Fred, and I all had a black tie made by Ralph Lauren complete with shoes.

All the food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding cake. I am proud of John. He keeps asking me interrogation and I keep answering them. His inquiry have a bit more to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limo and determine to direct to Happy limousine to exchange cars, plus I want to chatter with Paula.

As we are driving, my headphone rings.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I just wanted to call you and give thanks you for promising the judge that you will hitch me up on my small fry reenforcement. 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.

"wellspring, my company owns a multistory building downtown and we need someone to handle all the thing that need to be fixed in a large building. Let me grant you the gentlewoman, Sharon who runs the construction. She will make plenty for you to do, but please be mindful we are at the doorsill of Christmas so you will possess 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 bent up.

It's hard to believe that St. John the Apostle and Diane's wedding ceremony will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some time us cat decide to channelize to a motion-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 patch since I have been to a flick. Three tickets, popcorn and drinks cost more than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our derriere when we purchase the tag. Once we had our ticket, John went over and bought us three udder of popcorn plus two Cokes and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the theater of operations and took our seats. Fred made cite that he hasn't been to see a movie in a dramatics in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a film in a theater.

It was sort of funny that three grown men went to the movies together, but then again what else do we give birth to do ?

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

After the movie, we still needed to wipe out some time, so Fred suggested a nearby pool anteroom that also had electronic dart boards. When we got there Fred parked the limousine. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limo to change cars. Instead of heading to the pool hall, we headed back to Happy limousine. Since we were in the part of the city where Happy limousine resided the trip didn't take all that farsighted. 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. whoremaster, well he was just along for the ride.

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.

"Well, a $ 25,000 arrest left laying on the kitchen table pretty much tells the tale,"Paula says to me.

"Yeah, it does. I don't know what to do with her. On one manus, she wants me to be Father to her small fry. 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 mean, leave it alone ?"I ask.

"The whole matter. Don't 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 shift anytime soon. She was pretty pissed off when she left the household,"I say to her.

"Then that's salutary. The more sozzled she is the Oklahoman she will amount back around,"Paula says.

In my idea, it felt like she was right. Just leave affair alone and let it represent out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of keys and the three of us were off once again. However, this clock time we were headed back to the pool 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 meddling time in a pool hall.

Each of us select a pool cue. Fred racked the ballock and we let St. John do the break. He got several balls to roll around, but none went into the sac. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pocket billiards rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this sentence he allowed me to do the rupture. I too got respective of the balls to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

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

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back household. I got her usual response"K ”. The driving was well-fixed as many mass had the next couple of days off. Although dealings around the shopping mall and big box stores were frightening.

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

Fred dropped trick and I off at the front man door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

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

John went over to Diane to ascertain 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 lots of paper denture with half-eaten sample of the hymeneals dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up respective photographic plate 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 have our very first wedding. I am so majestic of can ; he has held it together.

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my sound on the battery charger. I headed into the bath where I turned on the cascade and stepped into it. I felt the cool down air from the glass 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 while. After we finish our make-out seance, we take aid in drying each other off.

I lead her by the paw into my catch some Z's bed. I get in maiden, then Dakota follows me backing her cute slight ass up to me. I drape my arm over her lithe body. I pull her into me as we drift off to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

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

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

I unzipped the vinyl typesetter's 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 queer me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to facilitate me, which she did. Before I left the bedroom, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollar bill wearing it.

When I left the sleeping accommodation to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ring set. When I saw John Lackland, I asked if he had the rest of the annulus set, which he does. I gave John the freehanded man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed signaling of maturity, and now has a child on the way.

As I turned the corner to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV way all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the bulwark and a little wooden arch was set up for can and Diane to brook to set about their marriage vows.

With the wedding party time approaching, Jill and Dakota came out to the kitchen. They looked breathtaking. Their dresses were very similar, and I couldn't take my oculus off them.

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was ready to go. They both assured me that everything was prepare and all we needed was mass to start eating. I thanked them for their tough 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 discontinue shout. First, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the garb, and finally, she thinks that all her maid of honor look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

I go and check the bedroom that John usually uses. Thankfully, when I opened the doorway 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 late to his own wedding. He smiled at my joke, but he understood what was meant.

When St. John the Apostle put on his coat, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked bang-up in his tuxedo. Tall, all-inclusive shouldered and quite the man of the hour. When Fred came out of Mom's room, he too looked dashing.

John asked me how putting on the wedding apparel is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about matter. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Brigid was ready to establish her entry. I looked around the way and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the marriage ceremony march. I saw Saint John's center tear up seeing his adorable bride wearing her apparel. She too, seemed smitten with the way King John looked in his tuxedo.

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

"Saint John the Apostle, do you take this woman to be your wife. To eff her and cherish her, in nausea and in health, for as long as you both shall be,"the minister says.

"I DO,"whoremonger says with vigor.

"Diane, do you use up this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To take and to obligate, in illness and wellness, for as long as you both shall live ?"the pastor says to her.

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

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

"Yes, I said no. I want John to adjudge his love life for me and me only in front of all his supporter and folk,"Diane says to the Minister.

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

"Diane, my ducky, I love you more than I can express. You are the substantially half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always love you, till death do us part,"John the Evangelist says with a smile on his face.

The curate asks Diane again,"Is this declaration enough for you ?"

"Oh yes sir, I just wanted him to do it 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 longsighted osculation followed by a big hug. I hear 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 cake would be brought out by the end of dinner. We all sat down to the meal that the chefs prepared.

John the Divine worked hard at eating a whole lot of food and getting none of it on his tuxedo. I sat at the dining way tabular array with Jill on one English of me and Dakota on the other side. We all ate the delicious repast that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 layer.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John got up and held the knife together and took a nice first slice. As the common custom, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash up the cake into the early's side.

All in all, the nuptials went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a small singultus now, it certainly will be a great report as metre marches on.

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