The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The wedding

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see bathroom getting more flighty about the upcoming wedding ceremony. I took him to the Ralph Lauren computer memory to buy him his tuxedo as well as mine and Fred's.

At commencement, John wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting fix to pull bunny girl out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bound from exhibit to display before Fred offered,"John, why don't you let David and me help you pick out your black tie ?"

John thought about those Holy Scripture and just pay heed his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his berm and offered my assist. The salesperson, while friendly really had no clue on picking tuxedo pelage which were a surprisal since the altogether store is built on high-end clothing.

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

The sales rep pulls out a measuring magnetic tape and begins taking shoulder measurements, arm length measurements, and down the back measurements. The sales representative went to a rack and pulled out three cause pelage. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more crucial to do other than take fear of customers.

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

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

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

"squat, I came in here to find my son a tuxedo for his marriage on Christmas Eve. Do you think that you can aid us, or should we head down the road to one of your competitor ?"I ask.

"No sir, I will personally help you. Do you eff 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 psyche, clearly not well-chosen with the salesman.

"Did he measure the stableboy for pants ?"diddly asks.

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

"How about either of you, did he measure you two for lawsuit coating ?"diddley asks.

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

diddlyshit just shakes his head before he heads over to the counter where the salesperson is playing some game on his phone. In just a consequence he returns with a textile measuring tape.

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

John was only wearing a apprehend shirt and dress falloff. Jack pulled two dress slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for John to try on. Gospel According to John gave a sigh and took the pants into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 instant before he came out and fend in forepart of a full-length mirror. Jack-tar surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the pants checking the usable room in the pants for whoremonger's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the side by side fourth dimension he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much more loosen up after sea dog gave him some monition. jackfruit asked what size of it shoes he normally wears, John told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that smidge of extra room in the skid for his pes.

doodly-squat went over to this huge show of brake shoe and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful young college-aged gal bringing a bottleful of bubbly around willing to pour each of us a glass. John looked at me as if I needed to generate him approval. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can have some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a couple of glasses that I would be glad to aim us all home, but Fred is the man he is declined to deliver any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offering of champagne caused me to call back that we needed several sheath of that stuff for the reception. I picked up the nursing bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my earphone to save for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice nigrify leather sofa watching lav get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a twain of pant that actually fit, we moved on to the place that Jack had pulled for John.

The showtime single that whoremonger tried on he said were too rigorous. I suggested he try the other pair, which he said was a much better fit. I just shook my head when I saw that John the Divine was trying the place on without any wind sleeve. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a duad that said it would fit up to size 14.

John opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the 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 entirely meter. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out tacky about John's lack of knowledge about case and tuxedos.

A belted ammunition also became an issue. toilet wanted this one that had a huge belt buckle, almost as if lavatory was going to be riding broncos instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let John get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would give up me in the nut case without faltering and I wasn't about to let that happen.

After Fred and I convinced him that the big smash buckle was not what he wanted for the tux, he then found a brownish whang. We had a discussion for several proceedings about a black suit of clothes and a embrown knock. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an issuing. Finally, I had him convinced to let me pick out his bash. I picked this blackness polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go look at tuxedo shirts. Of course, whoremonger wanted the sporty one they had, with neck ruff as it belonged to a high schooling tux. This meter I shook my principal listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no intention at all. The second one had a straight person approach pattern running from the top button down to the part that goes inside his pants. The third base and last shirt also had a straight design that was a bit more articulate. I let Fred fuck that I was partial to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a retentive discussion about a tie. Saint John the Apostle wanted a clip-on black tie. In my headway, I thought that I need to gently evoke to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him appear regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Frank Sinatra was, John said he knew the name but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google wiener and when he did there was a depiction 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 look at the George V Clooney character, again the look that nigh guy cable want. St. John conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 dinner jacket shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some bonehead of your side of the aisle spills nutrient off of his newspaper denture onto your shirt or spills some wine-colored or any number of things that you need a backup for on your marriage ceremony day.

And then it happened, Saint John the Apostle asked THE question,"guy, 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."St. John the Apostle, you hold your breath and pray in your psyche that she says yes. However, let's cover a duad of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time apparel so if she gets one, she'll say yes. irregular, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must aim any insult, 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. tierce, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small giving, like efflorescence and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen flush on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Saame flowers, she needs to experience that she is peculiar to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always know when you are in the kennel. adult female NEVER keep that a secret and be for sure that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the way out will be over much sooner,"I tell him. I see John thinking about what I'm saying.

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

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

"What about sex with former charwoman ? Can I still do that ?"John asks.

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

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique marriage. cogitate about Dakota being fraught by me. How many former wife would take into account that ? You can probably look them all on one hired hand. Most women are possessive and don't like to portion their significant former,"I explain.

While Fred and gob have whoremaster trying on some early items, my headphone buzzes. It's from Dakota."fair sex are all talking about getting the bride's frock from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. Good thing you made that big bonus. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a return text,"Not as much as my papa would care me to ingest. 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.

John is getting itchy and I see that. It tells me that his attention span is getting unawares and we should maybe call it a Night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a working day and thus we can straighten out up any loose ends if we need to.

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

CHAPTER 2

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

"well, it's different for each couple. One thing that I can secern you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be stupid. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that fixes it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different women want different things. For example, Jill just wants me to be useable to her when she is frustrated and needs help. I have no issue with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in hassle then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to constitute her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. Learn these 6 words…. I love you and am lamentable,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. virtually relationships are different, and both penis need to be responsive to their married person to restrain things going.

"Fred, can we block up at a Warren Burger piazza, I'm starvation,"John says.

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

"Of course of instruction, john do you consume anyone in judgment ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at least three, maybe four,"John says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another grouping 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 potential worry. We all go to the counter and John order for himself. I gild for me and of course, Fred tries to duck order, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the breaker point and Holy Order a Fatburger, kid and a drinking chocolate milkshake. Once lavatory hears Fred ordering a drinking chocolate milk shake, 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 teenagers. I somehow don't tactile property threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that night.

John hands out the Warren E. Burger, tike, and drinks before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each other and just grinning watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

"Well, according to his wife she told the judge that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the restaurant. She also said that he threatened to harm the tiddler. Will you give me your incline 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 clock 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 turn 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 turn over him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of fire. My own personal security measures guy held his weapon over my shoulder joint in clear sight so that the man would understand that he is in the line of fervency. The restaurant has several cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This pitiful guy is losing his idea because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorce order,"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 avail, mint of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to have to live to their divorce correspondence just as he must. I also want to be sack up ; she provoked this unit incident and then hid behind their son so she could say the judge that he put their son in harm 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be happy to mouth to the judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

"David, do you recognize this guy ? I mean he pulls a gun on you and yet you want to pay for his sound fees and take the stand to the jurist. What gives ?"Leibowitz says.

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

"Could you be in courtroom tomorrow dayspring ? This poor guy is in lockup, the justice is refusing to render him the possibility of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

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

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am shrill before justice ovalbumin. She's tough, but she's usually fair in domestic case,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

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

As John is finishing his solid food, I begin to explicate to both St. John and Fred the phone shout that I just took. St. John the Apostle is pretty ticked off that this piteous guy is still sitting in gaol. I assure him that I will put up before the judge tomorrow, explain my view and pass to pay for his bail trammel and will insure his mien in courtroom. 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 John Lackland, no matter how good of a husband you are, the wife can always poke your clitoris and thrust you to the item of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a crazy man telling this to John just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please contact the proprietor of that Italian eatery and explain that the guy goes to court tomorrow morning and if potential, could he get us the TV footage from that day so the judge can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will ask care of it.

John Lackland reminds me that we have the 4 closed book Service guys for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to visit at to the lowest degree one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morning. privy said he would take forethought of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the terminal two teens leave the burger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 closed book Service agents, two of them being char. 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 squall the attorney back.

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

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

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

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

"Well, it probably would be seen favorably by the justice if you were to offer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have sufficiency prison term in with the coupling and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a undecomposed attorney and he didn't petition the family court for alimony and nipper keep change. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to adhesiveness out then he should use it to pay his back child support and maintenance,"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 human face,"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 child and draw his ex-wife to live by the divorcement agreement that he must know by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the indorsement he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can put to work, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will avail, I'll arrest his nestling support up. I've been in this guys shoes and I want him to finally cause the black swarm removed from being over his oral sex,"I tell the attorney.

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

"Well Mr. Liebowitz, delight do the best you can. I will personally vouch that he will bring in his homage appearances should he be allowed to bond out of jail. I will also hire him so he has a reference of income to proceed to pay his child funding and I will keep paying your legal fees, so he gets a attorney that does a effective job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a break of serve so he can prove that he is a decent Father-God and not the horrifying person that his ex-wife is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a fair shake.

Gospel According to John finally finishes his third gear Fatburger, all his child and not one but two chocolate shakes.

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

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

"John, remember Jill and I are paying for your wedding ceremony, this includes your tuxedo and her wearing apparel,"I say to him. He still looks riotous about the altogether affair.

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

As we get to the household, 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 court, he makes for certain that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and principal inside the business firm. We are greeted by a whole lot of womanhood who are all charged up with a discussion about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only manage about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of trend Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just thawing into me. I can feel the latent hostility in her body and call back to myself that I need to ingest a masseuse semen to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe several of the early fair sex as well.

"Diane, I have a big interrogative sentence for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding overhaul ? Are you a religious person and want a priest or minister or would a notary public be OK ?"I ask.

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

I kiss Diane on the cheek and tell her how a great deal Jill and I love her. The succeeding somebody that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

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

"Not to worry, John will be just alright. How goes things on Diane's position of the gangway ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your wife has taken charge and has her assistant BJ and this other gal Danni getting lots of affair done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, I hope they know how favorable they are to have you in their life history to score things easier and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

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

"Well, I would love to throw the Dolce & Gabbana, but a twain of the gals told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta attire,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that dress. This is your wedding and I want you to induce it the way you want it. You get to make these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her middle welling up. I kiss her on the face and whisper into her ear,"pet, 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 think this whole issue. I am so proud of both trick and Diane ; they are trying their best to be get on and overbold 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 candy kiss on the boldness and roll away.

Before I finally doze off, I hear a promiscuous knocking on the bedroom room access. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a couple of priority grammatical case at the hospital, so she never came by here.

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a twosome of boxers on and a blank tee shirt and take her by the helping hand out to the kitchen. I take a backside at the kitchen table and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

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

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

When I get to the bottom of the inning of the stairs, I head towards the kitchen. When I see Ronda, I ask her to shut down her optic, which she does.

I put the envelope in forepart of her and secernate her to open up her eyes.

She looks at the envelope and gently pickaxe it up studying the calligraphy of her epithet on the figurehead of the envelope. She looks at it for several minutes. I must further her to open the envelope and take out what's inside.

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

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

"Because everyone in my radical got a cheque. I know you make salutary money, but I wanted you to get a gift from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She studies it for various minutes. Clearly, this talent 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 dedicate me money. I have good deal of money. What I want as a gift from you is to give me a tiddler. Clearly, you missed that breaker point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the stop on the table dedicate me a osculation on my forehead and base on balls towards the nominal head 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 unseasonable decision, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the straw man door and walks out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my arms around her and just sit there hugging her. She again cups my side and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's pick. In my psyche, if she didn't want the money, she could deliver donated it to a favorite Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, but instead, she took the situation that I somehow affront her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas Day tree in the sign of the zodiac. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the animation way and one out the back door on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we accept a architectural plan on decorating the Christmas trees ?"I ask the way. No one really gives me a verbal result 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 ass and took Dakota by the hand and we went down the hall to my bedchamber. Jill was effectual 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 eyes opened it was only 6:30 am, but I remembered that I had to be at the courthouse by 9:00 am for kin court. I hurried into the bathroom to do my morning requirement. After I shaved, I took a speedy exhibitor and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the shower made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and shook her cute naked body at me trying to entice me to play with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of line, my darling Jill was sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my telephone set from the charger electric cord, picked up my wallet and Francis Scott 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. John was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the last one to be fix to go.

King John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior days limo. whoremaster and I got in the backrest and Fred got us going towards the courthouse business district. Of course, we were traveling in break of the day traffic, so the ride was slow. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. bathroom and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security. I was thankful that John remembered to not lend his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the courtroom with 5 moment to spare. 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 evaluator asked the prosecuting attorney for a motion which he gave to not earmark my guy to get bond. Our lawyer objected and the evaluator wanted to learn why she should allow him to have got the opportunity to get bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorce arrangement which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able-bodied to bewitch up on his back kid accompaniment and maintenance. 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 oeuvre to bear on to pay the baby support. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex. She openly mocked him in strawman of myself, my help, and several restaurant supporter. 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 award and I want to just help this guy. I'll stake his bond. I'll catch up his child support and I will leave him a job so he can go forward to pay advance minor support,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your honor, I've walked a mil in his place. I'm not taking on a Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae case, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a piddling help. I ask the tribunal to appropriate me to give him a helping hand, delight your honour,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I'm going to call for a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a hiccough he'll be back in jail and will last out there for quite a while. I am truly print that you want to assist a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your facial expression, and potentially could have caused a magnanimous sum of money of injury to his ex-wife and son. But I'm volition to dedicate him one guesswork to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at to the lowest degree a yr in jail. Do I work myself clear Mr. Greene ?"the evaluator asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in indigence of some assist. John Lackland works with the justice and gets the guy cook to make him a project 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 find himself back in jail. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stay put out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

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

After the motor hotel coming into court, I had interview with the 4 Secret overhaul guy cable. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female agentive role to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't often 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 gentlewoman federal agent were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Jack got his cloth measuring tape and began to fill my measurement. Since I had a dress shirt and a coat on it made laborer's work a bit easier. diddly-shit measured my inseam, my arm duration, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try matter on. The first two coats that I tried on were to short in the arm. I tried on the third one and it fit much better. I went over to the wall of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

jackass pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tux on, we looked really good. I pulled three additional shirts just to form sure what we had on stayed clean. squat put all three courting into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limo.

Thankfully, the dealings wasn't that bad. as we drove towards the Chateau. I hoped that Diane chose the dress that she truly wanted. I realized that I was hungry. We had court, then the interview with the SS6, and finally the appointee with diddly 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 tiffin. John did notice that there was a Golden Corral next door to the Texas longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a material predilection as to which eating house. John chose Golden Corral. 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 Corral looked enceinte. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. John, of course of study, went right for the rib and Fred chose a steak.

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

As we sat in the eatery, I saw several mob that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the Zea mays everta runt. John was heading back up for various more rib and Fred chose a fish fillet of fish. The waitress came around and brought all three of us beverage.

The three of us ate until our bellies were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was John unquiet. St. John the Apostle got up and headed over to the dessert mesa perfect with a chocolate spring. When John was finally fully, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate system, I was very happy with the add-on. Fred made surely the first gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the intact day. Fred was decent enough to pull the limo up to the nominal head room access where John and I got out and went inside.

Of course of action, once Saint John and I were demonstrate, we were surrounded like bees to a beehive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the first one to approach me.

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

"wellspring, I do have to come home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear lots of the women chatting it up regarding gobs of things at the wedding. I see the dress hanging from a hook. The ladies all fussed at John for seeing the frock before the wedding. can hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the life room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had sample of nutrient ready. The room went mum when lavatory announced that he was broad. No one believed his program line for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden Corral. privy then told everyone that it was ‘ fucking awesome ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the responsibility of paying for the wedding. I asked to see the St. Bride's housemaid wearing apparel, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the gentlewoman all got themselves a beautiful black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 hours until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling of the wedding cake 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 sample, 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 prepare to have for John and Diane to try out. They had chosen a bloom rib of beef along with some fingerling potato and sweet-scented onion plant and Daucus carota sativa.

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

"Yes Daddy, 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 understand why she has taken that approach shot. She's a beautiful fair sex, but her taking that attitude just puzzle me.

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

I take Dakota's handwriting and gently walk her down the hallway and into my sleeping accommodation. I plug in my phone to the charger and take out my pocketbook and Francis Scott Key putting them on the chest. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the exhibitor. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the water supply as my cock found its way into her sweet tasting cunt. I fucked her until my dick was ready to goad its subject which it did.

After we made sexual love in the shower, we take the time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to climb into the slumber bed. I climbed in foremost then my lovely Dakota followed wiggling her cute slight ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room table talking some more about the wedding ceremony.

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

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

"Remind me to pee surely that I put on special Agent Fernandez's wife on as office of the real demesne division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cute footling 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 heart afford, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big number have been addressed already. The wedding garb is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to hold the inspection and repair. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John, Fred, and I all had a dinner jacket made by Ralph Lauren complete with shoes.

All the solid food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding cake. I am majestic of John. He keeps asking me enquiry 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 decide to point to Happy limo to substitute cable car, plus I want to chat with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to promise you and thank you for promising the evaluator that you will trip up me up on my child support. You also promised that I would be working for you, which is why I'm calling. What would you like for me to do ?"I'm asked.

"Well, my company owns a multistory building business district and we need someone to handle all the things that need to be fixed in a large construction. Let me present you the gentlewoman, Sharon who runs the building. She will have got plenty for you to do, but please be cognizant we are at the doorstep of Yuletide 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 good-by and hang up.

It's operose to think that John and Diane's wedding will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some prison term us hombre decide to head to a movie. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and forefront inside. I guess it has been quite a piece since I have been to a moving picture. Three tickets, popcorn and drinks cost more than than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our butt when we purchase the tag. Once we had our tickets, John went over and bought us three bags of popcorn plus two nose candy and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the theater and took our seats. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a film in a dramatic art in nearly 5 days. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a flick in a theater.

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

The flick ran just under 2 ½ time of day. It was an gratifying movie, lots of action, nifty colouration graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the show was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the motion picture, we still needed to kill some time, so Fred suggested a nearby puddle 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 Limo to transfer cars. Instead of heading to the pond Hall, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the component part of the city where Happy limo resided the trip didn't take all that farseeing. As Fred put the limo in the car get make localisation, 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 castling doors into the office to see Paula.

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

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

"fountainhead, a $ 25,000 assay left laying on the kitchen table pretty a lot tells the history,"Paula says to me.

"Yeah, it does. I don't know what to do with her. On one handwriting, she wants me to be don to her tiddler. On the former bridge player, she does this and now thing are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"Leave it alone,"she replies.

"What do you intend, give it alone ?"I ask.

"The unharmed matter. Don't call her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to hire the money,"Paula says to me.

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

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

In my brain, it felt like she was right. Just leave behind affair alone and let it play out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of cay and the three of us were off once again. However, this time we were headed back to the kitty Charles Francis Hall.

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

Each of us opt a pocket billiards cue. Fred racked the chunk and we let John do the rupture. He got respective balls to wheel around, but none went into the air pocket. I sat watching Fred dismantle toilet quickly. It turns out that Fred plays syndicate rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this clock time he allowed me to perform the break. I too got several of the balls to be active around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

The three of us played for a duet of hours, learning that Fred is quite the pool 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 base. I got her common response"K ”. The drive was easy as many people had the following couple of days off. Although traffic around the malls and big box stores were dreaded.

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 room access before he circled the court and parked the limo.

When John and I went inside what we found was Diane crying, Jill trying to calm her down feather, 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 honey, no you don't,"he replies.

I decide to take the air rightfulness past them and into the kitchen. There, I see hatful of paper home base with half-eaten sample distribution of the wedding dinner party. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several plates and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and make up one's mind that it is time to head off to bed as tomorrow we will experience our very first wedding. I am so lofty of lav ; he has held it together.

Dakota follows me into the chamber. I strip down, after putting my telephone on the charger. I headed into the can where I turned on the cascade and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the chalk doorway 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 polish off our make-out session, we take care 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 lithesome dead body. I pull her into me as we drift off to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

When my center popped unresolved, I was excited for Saint John the Apostle. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could palpate Jill against my rear. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was glad she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the shower. Without anyone, the shower bath didn't take up very long. I used my electric shaver before I got into the 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 radical event 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 foil me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to help me, which she did. Before I left the bedchamber, I put on the pelage and looked in the mirror. The tux was fabulous, and I felt like a million buck wearing it.

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

As I turned the nook to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV elbow room all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the rampart and a little wooden arch was set up for John and Diane to stand to set about their wedding party vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was cook to go. They both assured me that everything was ready and all we needed was people to part eating. I thanked them for their hard work. Of course, Dakota poured me a methamphetamine of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone prepare,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to quit call. first-class honours degree, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the clothes, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

When John put on his coat, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked great in his dinner jacket. Tall, tolerant 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 marriage ceremony wearing apparel is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, whoremaster and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Bridget was make to hit her entrance. I looked around the elbow room and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding march. I saw John's eye tear up seeing his lovely St. Bridget wearing her frock. She too, seemed taken with with the way John looked in his tux.

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

"John, do you ingest this woman to be your married woman. To love her and cherish her, in illness and in health, for as long as you both shall go,"the rector says.

"I DO,"whoremonger says with vigor.

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

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

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

"Yes, I said no. I want lav to hold his erotic love for me and me only in front of all his admirer and family,"Diane says to the Minister.

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

"Diane, my deary, I love you Sir Thomas More than I can express. You are the amend half of us, and I want everyone to do it that I love you and will always be intimate you, till death do us component,"lav says with a smile on his face.

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

"Oh yes sir, I just wanted him to make out 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 farseeing 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 was fix, 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 voiceless at eating a whole lot of food and getting none of it on his dinner jacket. I sat at the dining way board with Jill on one side of meat of me and Dakota on the other face. We all ate the delicious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 stratum.

Once the repast was finished, Diane and whoremaster got up and held the knife together and took a nice first slash. As the usual tradition, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to demolish the patty into the former's face.

All in all, the marriage ceremony went off without a check. It was a beautiful wedding party, and everyone looked stunning at service of process. Although it caused a minor hiccough now, it certainly will be a great tale as time marches on.

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