The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The wedding

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

John thought about those news and just hung his oral sex as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while friendly really had no hint on picking tuxedo coats which were a surprise since the unanimous store is built on high-end wearable.

"bathroom let's scratch line with the color of the coat. I suggest unmixed black, no pinstripes and no off-color, just disastrous. I would suggest we start with a full-length pelage that will stop about where your zipper will intercept,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a measuring magnetic tape and begins taking berm measurements, arm duration measurement, and down the back mensuration. The salesperson went to a rack and pulled out three suit coat. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do other than take care of customers.

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

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

I waited a couple of minutes before a man named diddly-shit introduced himself.

"old salt, I came in here to line up my son a tuxedo for his nuptials on Christmas Eve. Do you think that you can assist us, or should we head down the route to one of your contender ?"I ask.

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

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

"Did he appraise the groom for drawers ?"diddley asks.

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

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

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

Jack just shakes his head before he heads over to the counterpunch where the salesperson is playing some plot on his phone. In just a bit he returns with a cloth measuring tape recording.

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

John was only wearing a collared shirt and dress mire. Jack pulled two attire slack off a stand and brought them over to us for King John to try on. John gave a sigh and took the pants into a bandaging room to try on. He was in there about 5 minutes before he came out and stood in front of a full-length mirror. Jack surprised the perdition out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the pants checking the available way in the pants for trick's jewels.

The jump from St. John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much to a greater extent loosen up after squat gave him some warning. jackass asked what size shoe he normally wears, John told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to experience just that smidge of extra room in the shoe for his substructure.

Jack went over to this vast 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 young college-aged gal bringing a bottle of Champagne around willing to pullulate each of us a methamphetamine hydrochloride. John looked at me as if I needed to cave in 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 brace of glasses that I would be happy to labour us all dwelling, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offering of Champagne-Ardenne caused me to think that we needed respective pillowcase of that poppycock for the response. I picked up the nursing bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my phone to keep for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice black leather couch watching lav get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a pair of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the brake shoe that Jack had pulled for John.

The first ace that John Lackland tried on he said were too smashed. I suggested he try the other duet, which he said was a much better fit. I just shook my headspring when I saw that whoremonger was trying the brake shoe on without any drogue. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

john opened the software system of socks and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the Lapp but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just stimulate my headway smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to express joy out flashy about John's lack of knowledge about suit and tuxedos.

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

After Fred and I convinced him that the big whack buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a brown belt. We had a discussion for respective minute about a black suit and a brown belted ammunition. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an issue. Finally, I had him convinced to let me clean out his belt. I picked this black polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the lounge to go look at dinner jacket shirts. Of form, John wanted the gaudiest one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a high school tuxedo. This clock time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no invention at all. The second one had a straight traffic pattern running from the top button down to the part that goes inside his pants. The third and last shirt also had a flat innovation that was a bit more marked. I let Fred experience 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 give-and-take about a tie. lavatory wanted a clip-on black tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently advise to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who hotdog Sinatra was, St. John said he knew the name but didn't know the mortal. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a picture of the semi-formal undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of Ocean's eleven and flavour at the George Clooney case, again the flavour that well-nigh guy wire want. John conceded the point.

At Fred's prompting, we got 5 black tie shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some lunkhead of your slope of the aisle spills food off of his paper plate onto your shirt or spills some wine-colored or any number of thing that you need a substitute for on your wedding party day.

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"cat, 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 breathing spell and pray in your fountainhead that she says yes. However, let's cover a distich of affair, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time attire so if she gets one, she'll say yes. second, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must take any misuse, but she will be the Queen in your life and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the rest of your liveliness will go smooth. third base, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small gifts, like bloom and notice. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your day of remembrance, and other 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 recognize that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always love when you are in the doghouse. cleaning lady 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 issue will be over much Sooner,"I tell him. I see King John thinking about what I'm saying.

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

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

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

"Well……maybe. Usually, nearly women when they get hook up with expect their husband to be faithful to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to play with others, I would evoke that you play together in the same room that way there isn't any jealousy or fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Saami elbow room, you're both playing with another yoke or bingle and everyone is felicitous,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're decently. Jill and I have a unparalleled marriage. reckon about Dakota being fraught by me. How many other wife would allow that ? You can probably count them all on one hand. Most women are possessive and don't like to share their important other,"I explain.

While Fred and diddly-squat have John trying on some other items, my telephone set buzzes. It's from Dakota."adult female are all talking about getting the bride's dress from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. Good affair you made that big incentive. XOXO Dakota,"

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

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

whoremonger is getting fidgety and I see that. It tells me that his care span is getting shortsighted and we should maybe call it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can straighten out up any liberate terminal if we need to.

Fred tells sea dog his suit size of it, which surprises knave. I don't know my size, so we make another appointment for tomorrow to finalise John's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's different for each span. One affair that I can say you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be pudding head. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that fix it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different women want different affair. For lesson, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is foil 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 keep arguing with her. check these 6 words…. I love you and am sorry,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

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

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

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

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

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

I see Fred continually look around for possible fuss. We all go to the counter and St. John orders for himself. I order for me and of course, Fred tries to put off ordination, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, tiddler and a umber milk shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a chocolate milkshake, he orders one as well.

I pay for the unanimous repast and John the Evangelist carries the tray to a board. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teenagers. I somehow don't feeling threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that night.

John hands out the burgers, kid, and drinks before he begins to gormandise Fatburgers into his facial expression. Fred and I look at each other and just grin watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

"well, according to his wife she told the evaluator 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 lady came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his time to have their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every button she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to flex their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging gossip 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 fervency. My own personal security measures guy held his weapon system over my shoulder in clear sight so that the man would understand that he is in the line of fire. The eating place has respective camera that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor guy is losing his mind because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorcement rescript,"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, sight of assist. I can see that all he wants is for her to have to live to their divorce 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 differentiate the judge that he put their son in impairment 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be felicitous 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 effectual fees and show to the judge. What gives ?"Leibowitz says.

"I understand his mentality. His release 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 bedevil him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the mindset,"I say.

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

"Just secernate me what time to be at the courthouse and what justice he's standing in front line of. Oh, and one Sir Thomas More thing, the possessor of the eating place threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

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

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not want my security to derive to the court just in cause the evaluator wants to ask him a question ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the security system guy, but make sure as shooting he leaves whatever weapon system he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring the gun into the courthouse, no thing what license he may have to behave the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food for thought, I begin to explicate to both Saint John and Fred the phone phone call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this pitiable guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the judge tomorrow, explain my position and offer to pay for his bail bond bond paper and will guarantee his mien in judicature. I also tell John that he's required to be in lawcourt also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the metre to explain to John, no matter how good of a husband you are, the wife can always poke your buttons and ride you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a sick man telling this to John Lackland just solar day before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please contact the owner of that Italian eating place and excuse that the guy goes to court tomorrow break of the day 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 take aid of it.

John Lackland reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service Guy for their consultation tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to call at least one of them and distinguish him that I've been summoned to tourist court at 9 am in the dawning. John said he would take care of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teens leave the hamburger eating house. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret Service agents, two of them being women. That way if Jill is out and motivation to use the ma'am's restroom, she will have soul to go in there with her.

I decide to forebode the attorney back.

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

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

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

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

"Well, it probably would be seen favorably by the judge if you were to offer up the guy a job. Apparently, he is an linesman but the ship's company he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough time in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a proficient attorney and he didn't postulation the menage tourist court for alimony and child support modification. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the jurist allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to bond out then he should use it to pay his dorsum child accompaniment and maintenance,"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 side,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his youngster and force his ex 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 cross the indorse he doesn't follow their divorcement agreement. 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 assist, I'll catch his tike bread and butter up. I've been in this guys shoes and I want him to finally have the Shirley Temple cloud removed from being over his promontory,"I tell the attorney.

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

"Well Mr. Liebowitz, delight do the best you can. I will personally guarantee that he will bring in his court show should he be allowed to attachment out of jail. I will also hire him so he has a root of income to continue to pay his baby support and I will celebrate paying your sound fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a full job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a prison-breaking so he can show that he is a comme il faut beginner and not the atrocious person that his ex is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a fair shake.

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

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

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

"toilet, remember Jill and I are paying for your wedding, this includes your tux and her dress,"I say to him. He still looks inconvenience about the unhurt 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 know John to be a religious man nor do I cognize if Diane is a religious person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street stratum logic gate. Fred opens it and allows it to come together before he opens the logic gate to the court. Once the car is inside the court, he makes indisputable that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and caput inside the house. We are greeted by a unscathed lot of adult female who are all charged up with a treatment about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of trend Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can palpate the latent hostility in her body and think to myself that I need to cause a masseuse ejaculate to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe several of the former women as well.

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

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

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

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so nervous. I want John to induce a great beginning to his espouse life-time,"she says to me.

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

"Actually, it's going howling. Your wife has taken charge and has her supporter BJ and this early gal Danni getting fate of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

"That sounds pleasant-tasting. Will we get a sample of it ahead of meter ?"I ask.

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

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

I head back over to Diane.

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

"wellspring, I would love to hold 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 frock 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 take in it the way you want it. You get to wee these determination, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the nerve and susurration into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a lifetime outcome. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to climb into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this whole case. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their adept to be fledged and impertinent with making their choices for the wedding.

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

Before I finally doze off, I hear a light knocking on the bedroom doorway. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a span of antecedency caseful at the hospital, so she never came by here.

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

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

"Of row, 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 niggling creative thinker thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my office and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the step to the office.

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

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

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

She looks at the gasbag and gently picks it up studying the calligraphy of her name on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for respective minutes. I must advance her to open the envelope and deal out what's inside.

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

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

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

She studies it for several instant. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the same fashion that it did with everyone else.

"David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to give me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a gift from you is to break me a nipper. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to give. She leaves the check on the mesa present me a kiss on my frontal bone and walk 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 determination, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the front end door and walks out.

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

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

"Hey, do we have a plan on decorating the Christmastime trees ?"I ask the elbow 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 buns and took Dakota by the manus and we went down the residence hall to my bedroom. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our sleep bed and pulled Dakota in behind me. She wiggled her cute ass up against me and pulled an arm around her. I pulled her in tight and it didn't take long for us to vagabond off to sleep.

When my eye 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 necessities. After I shaved, I took a speedy shower and shampooed my whisker. Of track, being alone in the shower made the operation very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the lav and agitate her cute naked eubstance at me trying to entice me to play with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

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

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

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the courtyard was coming in seance. The judge asked the prosecutor for a apparent movement which he gave to not tolerate my guy to get bail bond. Our lawyer objected and the judge wanted to get word why she should take into account him to throw the chance to get bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex did not play along the divorce agreement which specified mean solar day and meter for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able to catch up on his book binding shaver support and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child support as well as spot his bail and ensure that he had work to stay on to pay the child bread and butter. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your pureness, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in front of myself, my assistant, and respective restaurant patrons. Even the owner of the eating house saw how she openly poked his button. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this route your honor and I want to just help this guy. I'll spot his bail. I'll apprehension up his tyke support and I will give him a job so he can continue to pay further child backup,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your honor, I've walked a mile in his skid. I'm not taking on a Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae vitrine, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all mass need is just a little help. I ask the judicature to allow me to give him a helping paw, delight your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I'm going to take a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a hiccup he'll be back in jail and will remain there for quite a while. I am truly impressed that you want to assist a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could have caused a declamatory sum of injury to his ex-wife and son. But I'm leave to hold him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will pass at least a year in jail. Do I make myself top Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in need of some help. whoremonger works with the judge and gets the guy ready to create 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 witness himself back in gaol. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stick out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

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

After the court appearance, I had interviews with the 4 Secret Service guy cable. 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 ma'am agents were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

Once the interview with the Secret Service 6 was over, bathroom, 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.

Jack got his cloth measuring tape and began to take my measurement. Since I had a frock shirt and a pelage on it made Jack's work a bit loose. mariner measured my inseam, my sleeve length, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the rack and had me try thing on. The showtime two coat that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the tierce one and it fit much better. I went over to the wall of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would turn well.

jackstones pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the stallion tuxedo on, we looked really full. I pulled three additional shirts just to make sure what we had on stayed clean. diddley put all three suits into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limousine.

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

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

I know that Longhorn was a bit more refined but the sheer mass of food at Golden cow pen looked corking. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. John, of line, went right for the rib and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guys now felt at ease having the leverage of the tuxedos completed. Fred was gracious enough to impress the three vinyl black tie holder to the trunk to keep open them from ending up all wrinkled.

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

The three of us ate until our venter were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to fall out and boy was toilet aflutter. Saint John the Apostle got up and headed over to the dessert table complete with a chocolate outflow. When John was finally wide, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate scheme, I was very happy with the addition. Fred made indisputable the first-class honours degree gate was fully closed and locked before opening the irregular gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the full day. Fred was nice enough to pull the limo up to the presence door where Saint John and I got out and went inside.

Of course, once John and I were introduce, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly adequate, Jennifer was the beginning one to go about me.

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

"fountainhead, I do have to come home plate at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear heap of the woman chatting it up regarding destiny of matter at the wedding. I see the attire hanging from a hook shot. The gentlewoman all fussed at John for seeing the dress before the marriage. Saint John the Apostle hung his mind once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the sustenance room and took him by the mitt to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The elbow room went understood when John announced that he was total. No one believed his argument for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden cow pen. John then told everyone that it was ‘ bloody awe-inspiring ’. 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 Saint Bridget's maid frock, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the noblewoman all got themselves a beautiful black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were LE than 48 time of day until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling of the wedding cake ready. I sat at the kitchen table 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 sampling, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a terrific event.

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to have for lavatory and Diane to taste. They had chosen a prime rib of gripe along with some fingerling potatoes and sweet onions and carrots.

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

"Yes papa, and I managed to wrap 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 read why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that attitude just mystifier me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hall and into my bedroom. I plug in my sound to the charger and take out my notecase and keystone putting them on the bureau. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate erotic love to each other. I push her underneath the water as my rooster found its way into her sweetened tasting pussy. I fucked her until my cock was ready to goad its subject matter which it did.

After we made love in the exhibitor, we take the time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to climb up into the sleep bed. I climbed in initiative then my lovely Dakota followed wiggling her cunning fiddling ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room table talking some more about the marriage.

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

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

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

When my centre undetermined, I know that it is the day before the wedding ceremony. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding frock is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to hold the military service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh Negro dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. St. John the Apostle, 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 bar. I am proud of John. 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, John and I take the limo and settle to guide to Happy Limo to exchange cars, plus I want to chitchat 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 call you and thank you for promising the judge that you will enamor me up on my shaver documentation. 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 person to treat all the affair that need to be fixed in a large construction. Let me give you the lady, Sharon who runs the edifice. She will get peck for you to do, but please be cognisant we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will get until Dec 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our sayonara and knack up.

It's toilsome to conceive that John and Diane's hymeneals will be tomorrow. Since we need to vote down some clip us guys decide to head to a pic. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking service department and head inside. I guess it has been quite a piece since I have been to a movie. Three tag, popcorn and drinks cost Thomas More than $ 60.

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

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

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

After the film, we still needed to stamp out some time, so Fred suggested a nearby kitty hall that also had electronic flit boards. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limousine to change auto. Instead of heading to the pool vestibule, we headed back to Happy limousine. Since we were in the persona of the city where well-chosen Limo resided the misstep didn't take all that long. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready placement, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of keys. John, well he was just along for the drive.

I went through those big castle doors into the power 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 check left laying on the kitchen table pretty much tells the write up,"Paula says to me.

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

"leave-taking it alone,"she replies.

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

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

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

"Then that's commodity. The more pissed off she is the Oklahoman she will come back around,"Paula says.

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

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 December 23rd wasn't a very officious time in a pool mansion house.

Each of us chose a pool cue. Fred racked the balls and we let lavatory do the fault. He got several balls to roll around, but none went into the air hole. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pocket billiards rather well. Fred racked the musket ball again, this metre he allowed me to perform the fault. I too got various of the balls to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

The three of us played for a twain 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 home. I got her common response"K ”. The ride was easy as many people had the next couple of Day off. Although traffic around the malls and big box stores were fearsome.

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 limousine was inside, it locked behind it.

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

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

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

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk right past them and into the kitchen. There, I see dozens of paper plateful with half-eaten sample of the marriage ceremony dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several home plate and disposes of them as well.

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

Dakota follows me into the sleeping accommodation. I strip down, after putting my phone on the battery charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the sang-froid air from the drinking glass door being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the pee shower over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the while. After we land up our make-out session, we take care in drying each other off.

I lead her by the hand into my slumber bed. I get in number 1, 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 oculus popped open, I was excited for John. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could palpate 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 shower bath. Without anyone, the shower didn't take very long. I used my galvanic shaver before I got into the exhibitioner. When I was completely done, I had to rouse both of my sleeping mate. I started with Jill then moved on to Dakota.

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

When I left the sleeping room to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the mob set. When I saw John, I asked if he had the sleep of the ring set, which he does. I gave John the boastful man hug because I am so majestic of him. He has worked hard, showed house of adulthood, and now has a baby on the way.

As I turned the niche to head up towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV elbow room all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the bulwark and a picayune wooden archway was set up for lavatory and Diane to stand to tackle their wedding vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was set to go. They both assured me that everything was fix and all we needed was people to start eating. I thanked them for their hard work. Of form, Dakota poured me a glass of pineapple plant succus and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone make,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to break off war cry. beginning, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the wearing apparel, and finally, she thinks that all her maid of honor look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

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

Saint John asked me how putting on the wedding clothes is going. I told him that I had no approximation, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about affair. Finally, as Fred, John Lackland and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the bride was cook to cause her entrance. I looked around the way and saw pretty often everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the marriage March. I saw John's centre tear up seeing his lovely bride wearing her garb. She too, seemed smitten with the way John looked in his tuxedo.

When John and Diane stood together, the diplomatic minister began his usual"if anyone has a reason these two shouldn't be married talk now or forever curb your tongue,"That duad of moment where everyone is dumb just seems to be the foresightful peak in the service.

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

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To possess and to keep, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall populate ?"the Minister says to her.

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

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

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

John the Evangelist 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 booster you are in one right field now. If I was you, I'd make the declarations that she wants from you,"I tell John. I see him working hard at trying to keep it together.

"Diane, my darling, I love you more than I can express. You are the undecomposed half of us, and I want everyone to have it off that I love you and will always love you, till dying do us component,"John says with a grin on his face.

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

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

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

As everyone was congratulating them, Sammy and Bobby announced that the dinner was set, 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 severe at eating a whole lot of solid food and getting none of it on his dinner jacket. I sat at the dining elbow room table with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the other English. We all ate the Delicious repast that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding bar, all 5 bed.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John got up and held the knife together and took a nice initiatory slash. As the common custom, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to break the patty into the other's boldness.

All in all, the wedding party went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at Robert William Service. Although it caused a humble hiccough now, it certainly will be a with child story as time marches on.

IF YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER, PLEASE leave-taking A COMMENT. THANK YOU, PABLO DIABLO .