The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The wedding ceremony

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

John thought about those words and just cling his oral sex as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my help. The salesperson, while well-disposed really had no clue on picking tuxedo pelage which were a surprise since the entirely shop is built on high-end clothing.

"Saint John the Apostle let's first with the gloss of the coat. I suggest champaign blackamoor, no pinstripes and no off-color, just black. I would evoke we start with a uncut coat that will stop about where your zip will break,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a measuring tapeline and begins taking shoulder joint mensuration, arm length measurements, and down the back measure. The salesperson went to a stand and pulled out three suit coating. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more crucial to do other than take concern of customers.

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

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

I waited a brace of second 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 manoeuvre down the road to one of your challenger ?"I ask.

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

"No, but your salesman took measure and then handed me these three coats and walked away,"I tell him. He just stimulate his head, clearly not well-chosen with the salesman.

"Did he value the hostler for pants ?"manual laborer asks.

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

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

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

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

First, he starts measuring trick's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that John was that practically taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist measurement of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. Jack went over to another single-foot of coat. He pulled three different unity off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

John was only wearing a nail shirt and frock slacks. Jack pulled two dress drop-off off a stand and brought them over to us for John the Evangelist to try on. toilet gave a sigh and took the gasp into a binding room to try on. He was in there about 5 minutes before he came out and remain firm in battlefront of a full-length mirror. shit surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the pants checking the usable room in the bloomers for St. John's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next clip he was going to be grabbing on can. He seemed much more slack up after Jack gave him some monition. Jack asked what size skid he normally wears, John told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that iota of extra way in the skid for his metrical foot.

old salt went over to this Brobdingnagian display of shoes and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful Whitney Moore Young Jr. college-aged gal bringing a bottle of bubbly around willing to rain cats and dogs each of us a glass. John looked at me as if I needed to impart him approval. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can have some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a couple of spyglass that I would be happy to ride us all household, 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 clobber for the reception. I picked up the bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my telephone set to save for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice black leather lounge watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a couplet of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that seaman had pulled for John.

The first ones that John tried on he said were too taut. I suggested he try the other pair, which he said was a much better fit. I just stir my head teacher 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.

St. John the Apostle opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the place once again. He said that they fit the Lapplander but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just escape from my head smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to express joy out flash about John's lack of knowledge about courtship and tuxedos.

A belt also became an issue. John wanted this one that had a huge bash buckle, almost as if can was going to be riding bronc instead of walking down an gangway to be married. If I had let John 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 smash warp was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a brown knock. We had a discussion for various transactions about a black wooing and a brown belt. He didn't see the subject with it, whereas I ONLY saw an result. Finally, I had him convinced to let me pick out his belt. I picked this total darkness polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go smell at tuxedo shirts. Of track, St. John wanted the tatty one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a heights schooltime tuxedo. This time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no design at all. The second one had a straight pattern running from the top clit down to the portion that goes inside his pants. The third and final shirt also had a straight design that was a bit more marked. 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 long word about a tie. John wanted a clip-on blackamoor tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently intimate to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would cause him expect regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, John said he knew the epithet but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google wienerwurst and when he did there was a picture of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to depend like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of ocean's football team and look at the George Clooney character, again the look that most guys want. toilet conceded the point.

At Fred's mesmerism, we got 5 tuxedo shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some hammerhead of your side of the aisle spills food off of his paper plate onto your shirt or spills some wine-colored or any number of things that you need a backup for on your wedding party day.

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"guy cable, 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 pass that she says yes. However, let's cover a yoke of thing, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time dress 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 involve any maltreatment, but she will be the Queen in your life and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the relief of your life will go smooth. third base, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small natural endowment, like flowers and calling card. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and former occasions, but she will be much felicitous if you randomly buy a dozen efflorescence on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same flower, she needs to know that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always lie with when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER hold that a arcanum and be sure that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the publication will be over a lot sooner,"I tell him. I see john thinking about what I'm saying.

Fred adds,"Don't forget to randomly storm her such as doing the wash or cleaning the bathroom, women love things like that. Since you live in a house one-half of the job need to be done by you."

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

"What about sex with other women ? Can I still do that ?"John the Divine asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, most charwoman when they get marry expect their husbands to be fold to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to wager with others, I would suggest that you play together in the same room that way there isn't any green-eyed monster or reverence that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Lapplander 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 says.

"No, you're flop. Jill and I have a alone marriage ceremony. Think about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many other wife would allow that ? You can probably weigh them all on one hand. Most womanhood are possessive and don't like to part their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have St. John the Apostle trying on some other items, my phone buzzes. It's from Dakota."adult female are all talking about getting the St. Bridget's dress from either Dolce & Gabbana or Academy Award De La Renta. Good thing you made that big bonus. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a payoff text,"Not as much as my Daddy would like me to have. I'll get a bottleful right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John the Divine is getting itchy and I see that. It tells me that his aid bridge is getting short and we should maybe scream it a night and mind back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can tidy up any loose ends if we need to.

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

CHAPTER 2

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

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

"And that fixes it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said dissimilar women want dissimilar things. For lesson, Jill just wants me to be uncommitted to her when she is cross and needs help. I have no event with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in problem 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 hold arguing with her. Learn these 6 words…. I love you and am sorry,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. virtually family relationship are different, and both appendage need to be responsive to their mate to keep thing going.

"Fred, can we bar at a Warren E. Burger berth, I'm starving,"Saint John says.

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

"Of course, John do you have 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 hassle. We all go to the counter and privy social club for himself. I ordering for me and of course, Fred tries to sidestep ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, tike and a chocolate milkshake. Once John hears Fred ordering a chocolate milkshake, he orders one as well.

I pay for the unharmed meal and John carries the tray to a tabular array. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teenagers. I somehow don't feel threatened by them as I did at the eating place that night.

whoremaster hands out the beefburger, Roger Fry, and potable before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each other and just grin watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the ma'am came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his time to let their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every push she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to bend their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging scuttlebutt about the guy and his ability to be a parent. I stepped forward towards him. He pulled out a 9mm and held it towards me. He was begging for her to give him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of fire. My own personal security guy held his weapon system over my shoulder in bring in sight so that the man would understand that he is in the bloodline of fire. The restaurant has respective camera that I think should be shown to the justice. This poor guy is losing his judgement 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 help, lots of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to let to go to their divorce agreement just as he must. I also want to be clear ; she provoked this solid incident and then hid behind their son so she could differentiate the judge that he put their son in harm 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be well-chosen to verbalize to the judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

"I understand his mind-set. His push button have been pushed by his ex-wife that he is having a genial nuclear meltdown. She's flaunting doing what she wants to do and yet she tries to blast him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the mindset,"I say.

"Could you be in motor lodge tomorrow morn ? This pathetic guy is in lockup, the jurist is refusing to render him the hypothesis of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just state me what time to be at the courthouse and what justice he's standing in social movement of. Oh, and one more than thing, the possessor of the restaurant threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

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

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"well, did you not want my security to come to the court just in case the judge wants to ask him a question ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to lend the protection guy, but make sure enough he leaves whatever artillery he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may cause to carry the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John the Evangelist is finishing his nutrient, I begin to explicate to both St. John the Apostle and Fred the telephone set call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this inadequate guy is still sitting in slammer. I assure him that I will brook before the justice tomorrow, explain my position and offer to pay for his bail bond bond and will guarantee his mien in motor inn. I also tell lav that he's required to be in court of justice also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to excuse to Saint John, no subject how good of a husband you are, the wife can always nose your release and driving force you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a unhinged man telling this to John just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please contact the proprietor of that Italian restaurant and explain that the guy goes to court of law tomorrow sunup and if potential, could he get us the video footage from that day so the justice can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will call for concern of it.

John Lackland reminds me that we have the 4 Secret inspection and repair cat for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to shout out at least one of them and state him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morning. privy said he would consider upkeep of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the lowest two teenager leave the hamburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret Service agents, two of them being cleaning woman. That way if Jill is out and motivation to use the dame's restroom, she will receive person to go in there with her.

I decide to send for the attorney back.

"howdy, this is Richard Liebowitz,"he says when he answers his cellular phone phone.

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

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

"Tell me two affair, first do we cognize what the guy does for a living ? 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 justice if you were to extend the guy a job. Apparently, he is an linesman but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough clock time in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course of instruction, the attorney that he had was not a unspoilt attorney and he didn't prayer the phratry court for maintenance and child living change. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to bond paper out. She said that if he has money to bond 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 ?"

"wellspring, it's possible. We'll have to see the mood the judge 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 face,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how practically an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and force his ex-wife to last by the divorce agreement that he must live by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the second he doesn't follow their divorcement accord. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can lick, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will facilitate, I'll enamour his child backup up. I've been in this guys horseshoe and I want him to finally cause the black swarm removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

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

"wellspring Mr. Liebowitz, please do the proficient you can. I will personally vouch that he will wee-wee his court appearance should he be allowed to Julian Bond out of jailhouse. I will also hire him so he has a root of income to go along to pay his kid support and I will keep paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a skillful job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the jurist. This guy just needs a faulting so he can render that he is a decent founding father and not the horrible mortal 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 poor people guy to just get a bazaar shake.

whoremaster finally finishes his third gear Fatburger, all his fry and not one but two chocolate shakes.

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

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

"John, recollect 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.

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

As we get to the sign of the zodiac, I really like the new street grade gate. Fred opens it and allows it to close before he opens the gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the courtyard, he makes sure as shooting that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limousine and mind inside the house. We are greeted by a all lot of women who are all charged up with a discussion about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only care about three cleaning woman. Jill, Dakota, and of course of action Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can feel the tension in her trunk and think to myself that I need to have a masseuse come to the Chateau to collapse Diane and massage and maybe various of the other women as well.

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

"pa, we've already called a minister of religion to perform the military service. He will be here tomorrow Nox. We've also set the wedding political party dinner party for three dark from tonight. Jill picked the restaurant,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the cheek and tell her how lots Jill and I love her. The side by side person that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so uneasy. I want John to take in a great outset to his married biography,"she says to me.

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

"Actually, it's going fantastic. Your wife has taken guardianship and has her helper BJ and this former gal Danni getting lots of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

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

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

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

I head back over to Diane.

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

"Well, I would hump to have the Dolce & Gabbana, but a distich of the gals told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta dress,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that clothes. This is your wedding and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to make these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek 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 take this whole event. I am so lofty of both John and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and saucy with making their choices for the wedding.

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

Before I finally doze off, I hear a ignite knocking on the bedchamber room access. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a distich of anteriority cases 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 take her by the hand out to the kitchen. I take a seat 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 course, I have. Oh, by the way, I have something for you,"I say to her.

She smiles at me when I say that to her.

"No silly, not what your dirty little 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 come 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 envelope in battlefront of her and recount her to unfold her eyes.

She looks at the envelope and gently pickax it up studying the calligraphy of her name on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for respective hour. I must advance her to unfold the envelope and take out what's inside.

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

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

"Because everyone in my group got a tab. I know you make good money, but I wanted you to suffer a talent from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She studies it for several second. Clearly, this natural endowment didn't go over with her in the Saame fashion that it did with everyone else.

"Jacques Louis David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to give me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a gift from you is to give me a child. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the assay on the table give me a kiss on my brow and walks towards the movement 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 decisiveness, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the straw man room access and walk of life 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 cups my face and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's alternative. 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 place, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living room and one out the bet on door on the pocket billiards deck.

"Hey, do we have a plan on decorating the Dec 25 trees ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal answer which tells me we have no plan 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 buttocks and took Dakota by the helping hand and we went down the entrance hall to my bedroom. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our quietus 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 center 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 privy to do my morning requirement. After I shaved, I took a quick exhibitioner and shampooed my hair. Of path, being alone in the shower made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the lavatory and agitate her cute naked dead body 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 grade, my darling Jill was speech sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger cord, picked up my notecase and tonality. 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 was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the last one to be cook to go.

lav kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior daylight limo. John and I got in the vertebral column and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course of action, we were traveling in cockcrow traffic, so the drive was obtuse. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. John and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security. I was grateful that St. John remembered to not play his gun with him. Once we got through certificate, we got to the courtroom with 5 minutes to give up. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 transactions.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the homage was coming in school term. The jurist asked the prosecutor for a move which he gave to not allow my guy to get bond. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to see why she should allow him to possess the opportunity to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex did not follow the divorce understanding which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The justice asked if he would be able to catch up on his back child support and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bond and ensure that he had work to continue to pay the minor livelihood. The jurist wanted to talk 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 stop a gun at you in a restaurant ?"She asked.

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in front of myself, my supporter, and several restaurant sponsor. Even the proprietor of the eatery saw how she openly poked his clitoris. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your accolade and I want to just help this guy. I'll Charles William Post his bail. I'll gimmick up his minor support and I will give him a job so he can carry on to pay foster 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 side ?"The judge says to me.

"Your honor, I've walked a mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity typesetter's case, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a little avail. I ask the court to allow me to give way him a helping script, please your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I'm going to take on a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a singultus he'll be back in jailhouse and will rest there for quite a while. I am truly affect 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 injury to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give him one gibe to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at least a year in gaol. Do I construct myself cleared Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in motivation of some help. John works with the justice and gets the guy ready to clear him a projection having the guy be ready.

It was easy having the guy do what the judge asked him to do. However, if the guy didn't follow through then he would recover 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 clear that John had to turn hard to keep everyone out of jail. To me, I had to process 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 Margaret Court appearance, I had interviews with the 4 Secret help guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female agents 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 agents were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

Once the consultation with the mystery table service 6 was over, John, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, Jack was still there which I thought to be a good thing.

doodly-squat got his material measuring tape and began to take my measurement. Since I had a dress shirt and a coat on it made diddley's work a bit easier. Jack measured my inseam, my sleeve length, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try thing on. The first two pelage that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit much better. I went over to the rampart of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

seaman pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tuxedo on, we looked really good. I pulled three extra shirts just to pee surely what we had on abide clean. labourer put all three suits into a vinyl radical 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 wearing apparel that she truly wanted. I realized that I was hungry. We had court, then the consultation with the SS6, and finally the date with laborer at Ralph Lauren. Now, it was time to eat.

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw Texas longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for lunch. John did notice that there was a Golden Corral next door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a real preference as to which restaurant. King John chose Golden cattle pen. 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 elegant but the sheer volume of food at Golden Corral looked great. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. bathroom, of class, went right for the ribs and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guy cable now felt at ease having the purchase of the tuxedo completed. Fred was nice enough to move the three vinyl group black tie holders to the tree trunk to observe them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the eating house, I saw several home that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn shrimp. John was heading back up for several more ribs and Fred chose a fish fillet of fish. The waitress came around and brought all three of us swallow.

The three of us ate until our bellies were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to materialise and boy was John nervous. trick got up and headed over to the dessert table complete with a umber jet. When toilet was finally replete, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate system, I was very happy with the addition. Fred made for sure the first logic gate was fully closed and locked before opening the back gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the intact day. Fred was nice enough to attract the limo up to the front threshold where bathroom and I got out and went inside.

Of trend, once John and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the 1st one to approach me.

"how-do-you-do devotee, so you chose to hail into the hornet's cuddle,"she says to me.

"well, I do have to come abode at some period,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear portion of the adult female chatting it up regarding lots of things at the marriage. I see the dress hanging from a hook. The ma'am 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 living room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had sample of nutrient ready. The room went silent when John announced that he was full. No one believed his statement for a minute.

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

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

I was concerned as to the independent entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to make for privy and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime rib of bitch 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 pick up ?"I asked.

"Yes Daddy, and I managed to enwrap 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 empathise why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that mental 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 chief entrée and Sammy works on making the wedding cake.

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hall and into my sleeping accommodation. I plug in my phone to the charger and take up out my pocketbook and keys putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate beloved to each other. I push her underneath the water as my cock found its way into her sweet taste pussy. I fucked her until my stopcock was ready to goad its contents which it did.

After we made love in the rain shower, we take the time to gently dry each former off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the sleeping room to climb up into the sleep bed. I climbed in world-class then my pin-up Dakota followed wiggling her cute minuscule ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining way table talking some more about the wedding.

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

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

"Remind me to draw sure as shooting that I put on special Agent Fernandez's wife on as part of the real land division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cute minuscule ass and backs up against me. I drape my arm around her and take out her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to roam off to sleep.

When my eyes open, I know that it is the day before the wedding ceremony. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding party frock is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a diplomatic minister to concur the service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black apparel. 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 food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding ceremony patty. I am lofty of lavatory. He keeps asking me dubiousness and I keep answering them. His enquiry have a bit more to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limousine and decide to head to Happy Limo to exchange automobile, plus I want to jaw with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I just wanted to hollo you and give thanks you for promising the evaluator that you will catch me up on my nipper support. You also promised that I would be working for you, which is why I'm calling. What would you like for me to do ?"I'm asked.

"Well, my company owns a multistory building downtown and we need someone to handle all the things that need to be fixed in a enceinte building. Let me kick in you the peeress, Sharon who runs the edifice. She will feature plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorsill of Christmas so you will have until Dec 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our good day and bent up.

It's hard to believe that John and Diane's nuptials will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some time us guy wire decide to steer to a moving-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 spell since I have been to a picture show. Three just the ticket, popcorn and drinks monetary value more than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our seats when we purchase the tickets. Once we had our slate, whoremonger went over and bought us three base of popcorn plus two blow and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the field and took our seats. Fred made citation that he hasn't been to see a pic in a theater in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

It was variety of funny remark that three grown men went to the movies together, but then again what else do we have to do ?

The movie ran just under 2 ½ hour. It was an enjoyable movie, mint of activeness, great colouring material graphic and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the appearance was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the pic, we still needed to kill some prison term, so Fred suggested a nearby pool Marguerite Radclyffe Hall 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 vary cars. Instead of heading to the pool Charles Martin Hall, we headed back to Happy limousine. Since we were in the part of the city where Happy Limo resided the trip didn't take all that farsighted. As Fred put the limo in the car get cook location, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of cay. St. John the Apostle, well he was just along for the drive.

I went through those big palace door 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.

"wellspring, a $ 25,000 check left laying on the kitchen mesa pretty much tells the story,"Paula says to me.

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

"parting it alone,"she replies.

"What do you have in mind, leave it alone ?"I ask.

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

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

"Then that's good. The more pissed she is the Sooner she will total back around,"Paula says.

In my intellect, it felt like she was right. Just allow things alone and let it encounter out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of key and the three of us were off once again. However, this time we were headed back to the pool lobby.

Fred parked the car out towards the end of the parking lot. The three of us went inside, there weren't very many multitude. I guess December 23rd wasn't a very busy sentence in a pocket billiards entrance hall.

Each of us chose a pool cue. Fred racked the clod and we let John do the geological fault. He got various balls to roll around, but none went into the scoop. I sat watching Fred dismantle lav quickly. It turns out that Fred plays syndicate rather well. Fred racked the orchis again, this time he allowed me to perform the good luck. I too got several of the Lucille Ball to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

Just like with Saint John, Fred mopped the trading floor with me. I just laughed and escape from 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 enough fun for the day and headed back home.

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back plate. I got her common reply"K ”. The movement was easy as many people had the adjacent couple of days off. Although dealings around the malls and big box shop 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 gate and once the limo was inside, it locked behind it.

Fred dropped whoremonger and I off at the nominal head doorway before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

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

toilet 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 redress past them and into the kitchen. There, I see heaps of paper photographic plate with half-eaten samples of the hymeneals dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several plates and disposes of them as well.

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

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my phone on the charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the exhibitioner and stepped into it. I felt the sang-froid air from the glass room access being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the water supply cascade over our bodies.

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

I lead her by the handwriting into my slumber bed. I get in first off, then Dakota follows me backing her cute picayune ass up to me. I drape my arm over her slender body. I pull her into me as we drift off to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

When my center popped exposed, I was excited for whoremonger. 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 sword lily she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the exhibitor. Without anyone, the shower didn't strike very long. I used my electric shaver before I got into the shower bath. When I was completely done, I had to wake both of my sleeping partners. 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 trouser, 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 avail me, which she did. Before I left the bedroom, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The tux was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollar sign wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the band set. When I saw Gospel According to John, I asked if he had the repose of the mob set, which he does. I gave John the biggest man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed mark of maturity date, and now has a infant on the way.

As I turned the recess to manoeuvre towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV way all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the rampart and a little wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to digest to undertake their hymeneals vows.

With the wedding ceremony meter approaching, Jill and Dakota came out to the kitchen. They looked breathtaking. Their dresses were very similar, 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 commence eating. I thanked them for their strong work. Of path, Dakota poured me a glassful of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to block up vociferation. First, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look safe than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

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

John asked me how putting on the wedding party dress is going. I told him that I had no estimation, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, St. John the Apostle and I stood at the wedding arch in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Bride was ready to stool her entrance. I looked around the way and saw pretty a great deal everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding march. I saw John's eyes tear up seeing his pin-up bride wearing her dress. She too, seemed soft on with the way John looked in his tux.

When bathroom and Diane stood together, the minister began his usual"if anyone has a cause these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever curb your knife,"That couple of transactions where everyone is silent just seems to be the longest tip in the service.

"whoremaster, do you take in this cleaning woman to be your married woman. To make love her and cherish her, in sickness and in wellness, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To have and to adjudge, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall subsist ?"the curate says to her.

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

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

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

John the Evangelist is stunned. He is standing in the archway with his mouth hanging unfastened. 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 rightfulness now. If I was you, I'd make the declarations that she wants from you,"I tell can. I see him working hard at trying to keep open it together.

"Diane, my favorite, I love you more than I can verbalise. You are the better half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always have a go at it you, till decease do us division,"Saint John the Apostle says with a smiling on his face.

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

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

Jill is crying, Jennifer is crying, even BJ is crying. After they both say their ‘ I do's'there is a long 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 endorsement kiss.

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

John worked arduous at eating a whole lot of intellectual nourishment and getting none of it on his tux. I sat at the dining elbow room tabular array with Jill on one position of me and Dakota on the early side. We all ate the delightful meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 layers.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and lavatory got up and held the knife together and took a nice first slice. As the usual custom, they each fed one another the slicing that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to demolish the patty into the early's facial expression.

All in all, the wedding went off without a hobble. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a pocket-size singultus now, it certainly will be a outstanding fib as fourth dimension Marche on.

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