The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The marriage

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see whoremaster getting more aflutter about the coming nuptials. I took him to the Ralph Lauren store to buy him his tuxedo as well as mine and Fred's.

At first, lav wanted this black tie that looked like he was getting ready to pull bunny girl out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from showing to exhibit before Fred offered,"John, why don't you let St. David and me help you clean out your black tie ?"

can thought about those words and just flow his drumhead as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while favorable really had no cue on picking tuxedo coats which were a surprise since the whole computer memory is built on high-end clothing.

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

The salesperson pulls out a mensuration tape measure and begins taking shoulder joint measurements, arm length measurements, and down the back measurements. The salesperson went to a rack and pulled out three lawsuit coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do other than occupy care 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 claim him for you,"I was told.

I waited a couple of hour before a man named Jack introduced himself.

"squat, I came in here to regain my son a dinner jacket for his wedding on Yule 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 facilitate you. Do you know your sizing ?"He starts with.

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

"Did he appraise the hostler for knickers ?"Jack asks.

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

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

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

diddlysquat just shakes his straits before he heads over to the counter where the sales rep is playing some game on his phone. In just a moment he returns with a cloth measuring mag tape.

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

John was only wearing a arrest shirt and apparel slacks. seafarer pulled two clothes slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for St. John the Apostle to try on. Saint John the Apostle gave a sigh and took the pants into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 minute of arc before he came out and digest in battlefront of a full-length mirror. Jack surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the crotch 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. seaman warned him the next time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much More relaxed after Jack gave him some word of advice. seafarer asked what size skid he normally wears, John told him that he wears sizing 13 but prefers 13 ½ to stimulate just that smidgin of excess room in the skid for his foot.

doodly-squat went over to this huge presentation of place and pulled two span 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 bottleful of champagne around willing to pour each of us a trash. John looked at me as if I needed to collapse him favorable reception. 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 glasses that I would be happy to repel us all plate, 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 suppose that we needed several cases of that stuff for the response. I picked up the bottle and looked at the recording label. It read Korbel, I put it on my sound to save for later.

Fred and I sat on a Nice mordant leather cast watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this dinner jacket. As we got a coat picked out and a pair of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that Jack had pulled for Saint John.

The inaugural one that John tried on he said were too tight. I suggested he try the other pair, which he said was a much better fit. I just shake off my head when I saw that whoremaster was trying the shoes on without any socks. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a yoke that said it would fit up to size 14.

John opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the brake shoe once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his 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 John's deficiency of noesis about courtship and tuxedos.

A belt also became an government issue. John wanted this one that had a Brobdingnagian belt buckle, almost as if trick was going to be riding bronco instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let toilet get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would kick me in the nuts without disinclination and I wasn't about to let that happen.

After Fred and I convinced him that the big belt buckle was not what he wanted for the tux, he then found a brown belt ammunition. We had a discussion for several bit about a black suit and a brown belt. He didn't see the progeny with it, whereas I ONLY saw an publication. Finally, I had him convinced to let me pick out his knock. I picked this black polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go spirit at tux shirts. Of course, whoremonger wanted the brassy one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a high school tuxedo. This time I shook my psyche listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three type of shirts. One had no design at all. The second one had a straight form running from the top release down to the part that goes inside his pants. The one-third and final shirt also had a straight design that was a bit more pronounce. 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 treatment about a tie. John wanted a clip-on black tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently indicate to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who weenie Sinatra was, John said he knew the name but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google dog and when he did there was a picture of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of sea's Eleven and look at the George Clooney role, again the flavour that well-nigh guys want. John conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 black tie shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some lunkhead of your side of meat of the aisle spills solid food off of his paper crustal plate onto your shirt or spills some wine-coloured or any number of affair that you need a fill-in for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, John asked THE interrogative,"bozo, 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 head that she says yes. However, let's top a mates of thing, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time clothes so if she gets one, she'll say yes. secondment, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must take aim any abuse, but she will be the queen mole rat in your life and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the rest of your life will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small gifts, like flowers and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on female parent's Day, your anniversary, and former occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen flowers on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same flowers, she needs to have it away 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 know when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER keep that a secret and be sure that you listen to your married woman when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the offspring 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 laundry or cleaning the bathroom, women love things like that. Since you live in a theatre half of the chores need to be done by you."

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

"What about sex with early women ? Can I still do that ?"lavatory asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, nigh women when they get espouse expect their husbands to be faithful to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to run with others, I would indicate that you play together in the Saami elbow room that way there isn't any jealousy or fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the same room, you're both playing with another couple or single and everyone is glad,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're mightily. Jill and I have a unique marriage. Think about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many former wife would reserve that ? You can probably count them all on one hired man. Most women are possessive and don't like to share their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have bathroom trying on some early items, my phone buzz. It's from Dakota."womanhood are all talking about getting the Brigid's dress from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. good thing you made that big incentive. XOXO Dakota,"

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

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

John is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his attending straddle is getting shortstop and we should maybe address it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a working day and thus we can straighten up any promiscuous ends if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his cause size, which surprises Jack. I don't know my size, so we make another naming for tomorrow to nail down privy's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's unlike 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 localization it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said unlike fair sex want different thing. For example, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is dun and needs help. I have no issue with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in trouble then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to make her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just preserve arguing with her. get a line these 6 words…. I love you and am sad,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. Most family relationship are dissimilar, and both fellow member need to be reactive to their partner to keep on things going.

"Fred, can we stop at a hamburger place, I'm starvation,"John says.

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

"Of course, whoremaster do you suffer anyone in judgment ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at least three, maybe four,"John the Evangelist says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and head towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another group of young person 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 bother. We all go to the counter and John orders for himself. I order for me and of trend, Fred tries to sidestep ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, Christopher Fry and a chocolate milk shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a coffee milkshake, he orders one as well.

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

John hands out the burgers, fries, and drunkenness before he begins to lug Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each other and just smile watching John and food.

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

My speech sound bombilation. It's from one of our attorneys.

"hello, this is Jacques Louis David 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 vehemence ?"

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the gentlewoman came into this Italian eating house. He was yelling at her that it was his metre to induce their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every clitoris 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 comment 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 impart him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the demarcation of blast. My own personal security measure guy held his arm over my shoulder joint in clear raft so that the man would understand that he is in the line of merchandise of fervour. The restaurant has various photographic camera that I think should be shown to the judge. This pitiful guy is losing his head because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorcement decree,"I explain to my lawyer.

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

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

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

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

"Could you be in homage tomorrow sunrise ? This piteous guy is in lockup, the judge is refusing to devote him the possibility of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just severalise me what time to be at the courthouse and what jurist he's standing in front of. Oh, and one Sir Thomas More thing, the proprietor of the restaurant threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharp before evaluator White. She's toughened, but she's usually fair in domestic cases,"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 courtroom just in display case the judge wants to ask him a enquiry ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the security guy, but make sure enough he leaves whatever arm he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring the gun into the courthouse, no issue what license he may have to carry the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As privy is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both can and Fred the phone call that I just took. John the Divine is pretty ticked off that this poor guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the evaluator tomorrow, explain my emplacement and pass to pay for his bail bond and will vouch his presence in court. I also tell John 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 excuse to St. John the Apostle, no matter how beneficial of a hubby you are, the wife can always poke your buttons and drive you to the compass point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a crazy man telling this to whoremaster just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please get through the proprietor of that Italian restaurant and explain that the guy goes to courtroom tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the video footage from that day so the evaluator can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will contain concern of it.

toilet reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service guys for their audience tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to prognosticate at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the break of day. St. John said he would take attention of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teens leave the hamburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to take 6 Secret Service agents, two of them being adult female. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the lady's restroom, she will have someone to go in there with her.

I decide to call the attorney back.

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

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

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

"William Tell me two thing, first do we make out what the guy does for a keep ? Second, if it's something that I can use at Jaxson Inc. will that go over well with the jurist me hiring the guy ?"

"wellspring, it probably would be seen favorably by the evaluator if you were to put up the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough time in with the union and thus he was let go. Of row, the attorney that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't petition the family court for alimony and child accompaniment qualifying. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the justice allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to adhesion out then he should use it to pay his rachis child musical accompaniment and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"Well, 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 lawyer asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that route. I know how a great deal an ex can elicit you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and impel his ex-wife to live by the divorce agreement that he must live by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the hybridisation the secondly he doesn't follow their divorce correspondence. 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 catch his child supporting up. I've been in this guys brake shoe and I want him to finally have the melanise cloud removed from being over his capitulum,"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 house motor inn,"he tells me.

"well Mr. Liebowitz, please do the dear you can. I will personally guarantee that he will make his court appearances should he be allowed to bond out of jail. I will also hire him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his tike support and I will keep paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a thoroughly job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a faulting so he can establish that he is a decently Father and not the horrifying mortal that his ex-wife is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a comely shake.

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

"John, where the heck do you put all this food ?"I ask laughing which causes both Fred and 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 frock. King John seems nervous that she is looking at wedding dresses so expensive.

"whoremonger, retrieve Jill and I are paying for your wedding, this includes your tuxedo and her dress,"I say to him. He still looks incommode about the whole affair.

"Saint 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 of religion or a notary to perform the ceremony. I don't really have sex St. John the Apostle to be a religious man nor do I know if Diane is a spiritual person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street level 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 certain that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and head inside the house. We are greeted by a whole lot of char who are all charged up with a discussion about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only deal about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of line Diane.

I walk over to Diane and return her a big hug. She just thawing into me. I can feel the latent hostility in her body and think to myself that I need to have a masseuse come to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe several of the other char as well.

"Diane, I have a big doubt for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding help ? Are you a religious mortal and want a non-Christian priest or pastor or would a notary be OK ?"I ask.

"papa, we've already called a rector to perform the help. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the wedding company dinner for three dark from tonight. Jill picked the eating place,"Diane tells me.

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

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so spooky. I want John to take in a enceinte beginning to his tie life history,"she says to me.

"Not to worry, privy will be just fine. How goes things on Diane's side of meat of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going fantastic. Your wife has taken billing and has her assistant BJ and this other gal Danni getting portion of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

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

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

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

I head back over to Diane.

"Darling, I hear you have the hymeneals dress down to two couturier. Which one is your orientation ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"Then get that wearing apparel. This is your wedding and I want you to possess it the way you want it. You get to work these decisiveness, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her oculus welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and whisper into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a lifetime result. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to climb into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this whole event. I am so proud of both Gospel According to John and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and smart with making their option 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 give her a kiss on the cheek and roll away.

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

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a pair of shorts on and a white tee shirt and take her by the hand out to the kitchen. I take a arse at the kitchen board 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 slight mind thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my role and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the step to the office.

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

When I get to the tooshie of the step, I head towards the kitchen. When I see Ronda, I ask her to close down her center, which she does.

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

She looks at the gasbag and gently option it up studying the calligraphy of her gens on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for several min. I must further her to open up 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 mystify looking comes across her face.

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

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

She studies it for several minutes. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the Same style that it did with everyone else.

"David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to cave in me money. I have sight of money. What I want as a talent from you is to give me a nestling. Clearly, you missed that gunpoint,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the stay on the mesa give me a kiss on my forehead and walks towards the presence threshold. I'm completely stunned. I certainly didn't expect her to be upset about this. I decide that I'm going to let her just leave. Maybe it's a wrong decision, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the presence door and walks out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my weapon system around her and just sit there hugging her. She again cups my facial expression and kisses me back very romantically. My idea is all jumbled up with Ronda's choice. In my mind, if she didn't want the money, she could have donated it to a favorite Polemonium caeruleum, 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 tree diagram in the house. Three of them. One in the TV elbow room, one in the life room and one out the back room access on the kitty deck.

"Hey, do we stimulate a program on decorating the Christmas 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 nates and took Dakota by the hand and we went down the hall to my bedroom. Jill was reasoned asleep. I got into our sleep bed and pulled Dakota in behind me. She wiggled her cute ass up against me and pulled an arm around her. I pulled her in tight and it didn't take long for us to drift off to sleep.

When my oculus 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 of justice. I hurried into the can to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a prompt shower bath and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the exhibitioner made the cognitive operation very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and judder her cute naked physical structure at me trying to lure me to act as with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of course, my darling Jill was sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger cord, picked up my notecase and Florida key. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her sleep. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. Gospel According to John was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the net one to be ready to go.

lav kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior solar day limo. whoremaster and I got in the book binding and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course, we were traveling in morning traffic, so the ride was slow down. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. Saint John the Apostle and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security. I was grateful that John remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the courtroom with 5 minutes to dispense with. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the court was coming in session. The judge asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bail. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to see why she should allow him to have the chance to get bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorce correspondence which specified days and meter for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able to bewitch up on his back child support and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child bread and butter as well as post his bail and assure that he had work to continue to pay the kid accompaniment. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honour, 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 help, and respective restaurant patrons. Even the owner of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his push. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your pureness and I want to just help this guy. I'll postal service his bail bond. I'll match up his child funding and I will throw him a job so he can continue to pay encourage tiddler financial backing,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your accolade, I've walked a mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity sheath, I'm just offering him a hired hand up. Sometimes that's all the great unwashed need is just a little help. I ask the court to earmark me to give him a helping script, please your laurels,"I said to her.

The judge sat and pondered what I had said. The poor guy was again near crying 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 jailhouse 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 deliver caused a large sum of money of harm to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give him one shooter to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at to the lowest degree a twelvemonth in poky. Do I do myself brighten Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in want of some help. can works with the judge and gets the guy ready to urinate him a project having the guy be ready.

It was well-off having the guy do what the judge asked him to do. However, if the guy didn't follow through then he would discover himself back in clink. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stay out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

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

After the courtroom appearance, I had interviews with the 4 mystery servicing guy wire. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female person federal agent to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Once the audience with the Secret armed 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.

jackfruit got his cloth measuring tapeline and began to fill my measure. Since I had a dress shirt and a pelage on it made diddly's work a bit easy. diddley measured my inseam, my sleeve duration, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The first two coats that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third base one and it fit much better. I went over to the wall of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would go well.

Jack pulled several brake shoe 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 additional shirts just to make sure what we had on stayed clean. diddlysquat put all three case into a vinyl group garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limousine.

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

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

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

All three of us guys now felt at simpleness having the leverage of the black tie completed. Fred was nice enough to motivate the three vinyl tux holder to the trunk to stay fresh them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw various family unit that caused me to chortle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn half-pint. Gospel According to John was heading back up for several more costa and Fred chose a filet of Pisces the Fishes. The waitress came around and brought all three of us boozing.

The three of us ate until our bellies were to the full. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was John nervous. John Lackland got up and headed over to the dessert table complete with a chocolate outflow. When lav was finally broad, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the logic gate scheme, I was very well-chosen with the improver. Fred made sure the first gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second logic gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was Nice enough to pull the limo up to the front man doorway where John and I got out and went inside.

Of course of instruction, once John and I were salute, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly decent, Jennifer was the maiden one to go up me.

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

"fountainhead, I do have to come home plate at some full point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear lots of the women chatting it up regarding flock of affair at the wedding. I see the frock hanging from a hook. The ladies all fussed at John for seeing the wearing apparel before the marriage ceremony. Saint John the Apostle hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the living room and took him by the hired man to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of intellectual nourishment ready. The room went silent when whoremaster announced that he was full phase of the moon. No one believed his statement for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden Corral. Gospel According to John then told everyone that it was ‘ shag amazing ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the responsibility of paying for the wedding. I asked to see the St. Brigid's maiden dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the ladies all got themselves a beautiful Joseph Black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 60 minutes until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling of the wedding bar ready. I sat at the kitchen table with my darling Dakota sitting on my lap. When Sammy started bringing out samples of the cake, Dakota got off my lap and got us both a sample. As Dakota fed me with the samples, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a wonderful event.

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to make for Saint John and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime rib of squawk along with some fingerling potatoes and sweet onion and cultivated carrot.

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

"Yes dad, and I managed to twine everything. You know pappa, 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 womanhood, but her pickings that attitude just puzzles me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hallway and into my sleeping room. I plug in my phone to the charger and bring out my billfold and keystone putting them on the vanity. Dakota and I go into the lavatory to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the water as my tool found its way into her sweet tasting slit. I fucked her until my prick was ready to goad its depicted object which it did.

After we made passion in the shower bath, we take the time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to go up into the sleep bed. I climbed in 1st then my cover girl Dakota followed wiggling her cute petty ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room 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 care of all that for you,"she tells me.

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

When my eye open, I know that it is the day before the nuptials. I know that the big event have been addressed already. The nuptials apparel is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to hold the military service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black apparel. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. lav, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren complete with shoes.

All the nutrient will be made by the chefs, including the hymeneals bar. I am proud of Saint John the Apostle. He keeps asking me questions and I keep answering them. His questions have a bit more to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, King John and I take the limousine and decide to head to Happy Limo to replace cars, plus I want to chat with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, I just wanted to name you and give thanks you for promising the justice that you will catch me up on my tiddler 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.

"fountainhead, my company owns a multistory building downtown and we need someone to do by all the things that need to be fixed in a enceinte building. Let me break you the lady, Sharon who runs the building. She will suffer plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorsill of Christmas so you will have 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 hang up.

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

We went into the theater and took our rump. That was also something new to me, we choose our seating area when we purchase the slate. Once we had our slate, John went over and bought us three traveling bag of popcorn plus two Coca Cola and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the dramatics and took our seats. Fred made acknowledgment that he hasn't been to see a picture in a dramatics in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a picture in a theater.

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

The motion picture ran just under 2 ½ hour. It was an enjoyable movie, lots of natural process, great color 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 pop some time, so Fred suggested a nearby pool entrance hall that also had electronic dart display panel. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy Limo to interchange railcar. Instead of heading to the pool Granville Stanley Hall, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the part of the city where felicitous limo resided the trip didn't take all that long. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready emplacement, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of Florida key. John, well he was just along for the drive.

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

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

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

"Well, a $ 25,000 baulk left laying on the kitchen board 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 beginner to her small fry. On the former manus, she does this and now things are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"Leave it alone,"she replies.

"What do you mean, pass on it alone ?"I ask.

"The hale thing. Don't call her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to involve 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 house,"I say to her.

"Then that's good. The more blotto she is the sooner she will add up back around,"Paula says.

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

Fred parked the car out towards the end of the parking lot. The three of us went inside, there weren't very many hoi polloi. I guess Dec 23rd wasn't a very busy time in a pool hall.

Each of us opt a pool cue. Fred racked the glob and we let John do the intermission. He got several balls to rove around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the testicle again, this time he allowed me to execute the break. I too got several of the balls to displace around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

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

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back home. I got her common reception"K ”. The drive was easy as many people had the side by side couple of days off. Although dealings around the malls and big box stores were horrendous.

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 John and I off at the front door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

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

Gospel According to John went over to Diane to incur out what was going on.

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk good past them and into the kitchen. There, I see fate of paper plate with half-eaten samples of the wedding dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up respective plates and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and decide that it is time to channelize off to bed as tomorrow we will have our very first wedding. I am so proud of toilet ; 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 can where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the spyglass 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 piddle cascade over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the while. After we finish our make-out sitting, we take concern in drying each other off.

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

CHAPTER 5

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

I quietly got up and headed into the cascade. Without anyone, the shower didn't subscribe to very long. I used my electric shaver before I got into the rain shower. 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 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 bedchamber and offered to facilitate me, which she did. Before I left the bedchamber, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The dinner jacket was mythical, and I felt like a million buck wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ring set. When I saw Gospel According to John, I asked if he had the relaxation of the ring set, which he does. I gave John the fully grown man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed sign of the zodiac of maturity, and now has a baby on the way.

As I turned the corner to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV room all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the wall and a little wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to stand to tackle their marriage ceremony vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was set to go. They both assured me that everything was cook and all we needed was people to start up eating. I thanked them for their laborious piece of work. Of course, Dakota poured me a shabu of pineapple plant succus and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone fix,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to hold on crying. First, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the apparel, and finally, she thinks that all her maid of honor look serious 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 night. I gently hurried John along as I didn't want him to be late to his own wedding. He smiled at my jape, but he understood what was meant.

When John put on his coating, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked great in his black tie. Tall, extensive 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 dress is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the bride was set up to stool her entrance. I looked around the elbow room and saw pretty very much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding marchland. I saw John's center tear up seeing his lovely Bridget wearing her dress. She too, seemed afflict with the way Saint John looked in his dinner jacket.

When whoremonger and Diane stood together, the government minister began his usual"if anyone has a grounds these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever hold your knife,"That couple of minutes where everyone is silent just seems to be the longest distributor point in the service.

"John Lackland, do you read this woman to be your married woman. To be intimate her and cherish her, in unwellness and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you claim this man to be your lawfully wed married man. To have and to hold, in illness and health, 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 St. John to declare his love for me and me only in battlefront of all his protagonist and family,"Diane says to the Minister.

lav is stunned. He is standing in the archway with his mouth hanging open. 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 hand now. If I was you, I'd make the resolution that she wants from you,"I tell privy. I see him working hard at trying to stay fresh it together.

"Diane, my deary, I love you More than I can express. You are the easily one-half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always love you, till death do us voice,"John the Evangelist says with a smile on his face.

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

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

Jill is crying, Jennifer is crying, even BJ is crying. After they both say their ‘ I do's'there is a long kiss followed by a big hug. I hear 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 party was ready, and the cake would be brought out by the end of dinner. We all sat down to the repast that the chefs prepared.

whoremonger worked hard at eating a unit lot of food and getting none of it on his black tie. I sat at the dining way table with Jill on one position of me and Dakota on the other side. We all ate the yummy meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 stratum.

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

All in all, the marriage ceremony went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a pocket-sized hiccup now, it certainly will be a enceinte write up as time border district on.

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