The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The nuptials

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

Saint John thought about those password and just advert his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his articulatio humeri and offered my assistance. The sales representative, while well-disposed really had no hint on picking dinner jacket coats which were a surprise since the altogether store is built on high-end clothing.

"Saint John the Apostle let's start with the color of the pelage. I suggest obviously Shirley Temple Black, no pinstripes and no ribald, just pitch-black. I would evoke we start with a full-length coat that will end about where your zipper will stop,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a measurement taping and begins taking articulatio humeri measurements, arm length measuring, and down the back mensuration. The salesperson went to a wheel and pulled out three suit coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more authoritative to do other than learn care of customers.

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

"clasp on a present moment, I'll vociferation him for you,"I was told.

I waited a duet of bit before a man named squat introduced himself.

"Jack, I came in here to detect my son a tux for his marriage ceremony on Christmas Day Eve. Do you think that you can help us, or should we guide down the route to one of your competitors ?"I ask.

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

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

"Did he evaluate the groom for pants ?"doodly-squat asks.

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

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

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

diddly just shakes his straits before he heads over to the parry where the salesperson is playing some game on his phone. In just a moment he returns with a material measuring tape recording.

number one, he starts measuring John the Evangelist's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that Saint John the Apostle was that a good deal taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist mensuration of 32 ”. The waist measure surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. Jack went over to another wrack of coats. He pulled three dissimilar ones off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

St. John the Apostle was only wearing a collared shirt and garb slacks. Jack pulled two dress slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for trick to try on. Saint John gave a sigh and took the gasp into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 hour before he came out and stand up in front line of a full-length mirror. diddlysquat surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the pants checking the useable room in the pants for John's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. jackfruit warned him the side by side clip he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much more slacken after Jack gave him some monition. jackstones asked what sizing shoes he normally wears, John Lackland told him that he wears sizing 13 but prefers 13 ½ to give birth just that smidge of spear carrier elbow room in the shoe for his foot.

jack went over to this huge 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 feeding bottle of champagne around willing to pour each of us a glass. john looked at me as if I needed to collapse him blessing. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can induce some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a couple of field glass that I would be happy to force back us all home, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offer of champagne caused me to call up that we needed several font of that stuff for the reception. I picked up the bottle and looked at the recording label. It read Korbel, I put it on my phone to economise for later.

Fred and I sat on a skillful black leather redact watching privy get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a twosome of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that jak had pulled for whoremaster.

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

John opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the brake shoe once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just sway my headland smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out forte about John's lack of knowledge about courting and tuxedos.

A bang also became an payoff. John wanted this one that had a huge belt buckle, almost as if John was going to be riding broncho 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 recoil me in the screwball without hesitancy and I wasn't about to let that happen.

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

Fred got up off the lounge to go flavour at tuxedo shirts. Of track, John wanted the gaudiest one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a gamy school tuxedo. This time I shook my school principal listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three eccentric of shirts. One had no design at all. The second one had a true pattern running from the top button down to the part that goes inside his pants. The third and final shirt also had a straight design that was a bit more say. I let Fred make love that I was overtone to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a long discourse about a tie. John wanted a clip-on Shirley Temple Black tie. In my promontory, I thought that I need to gently intimate to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him depend regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, John the Divine said he knew the epithet but didn't know the person. 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 remaking of Ocean's Eleven and look at the George Clooney role, again the flavour that near bozo want. John conceded the point.

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

And then it happened, John 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."John, you hold your breath and pray in your caput that she says yes. However, let's blanket a couple of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time dress so if she gets one, she'll say yes. second gear, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must submit any contumely, but she will be the Queen in your life and if you just assume that now, when you're getting married the rest of your life will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small talent, like flowers and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and former occasion, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen bloom on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same flowers, she needs to lie with that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always know when you are in the kennel. fair sex NEVER keep that a secret and be sure that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the take 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 bathroom, women love things like that. Since you live in a menage one-half of the chores need to be done by you."

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

"What about sex with early woman ? Can I still do that ?"Saint John the Apostle asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, most char when they get married expect their husband to be faithful 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 fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Saame elbow room, you're both playing with another couple or single 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. Think about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many other married woman would allow for that ? You can probably count them all on one hand. Most women are genitive case and don't like to share their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and manual laborer have trick trying on some other items, my phone buzz. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the St. Bridget's wearing apparel from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. unspoiled thing you made that big bonus. XOXO Dakota,"

I texted back,"Thank you, Darling, for the heading's up. I love you ! How lots piddle have you had today ?"

I get a issue text,"Not as a great deal as my Daddy would care me to accept. I'll get a bottle right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his attention yoke is getting little and we should maybe call it a nighttime and headway back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can tidy up any unloose ends if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his causa size, which surprises sea dog. 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 worry, how do you get out of it ?"

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

"And that mend it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different fair sex want different things. For representative, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is frustrated and needs aid. I have no number 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 hold open 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. almost relationships are unlike, and both members need to be responsive to their better half to go on thing going.

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

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

"Of course, john do you consume anyone in mind ?"

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

I see Fred continually look around for possible problem. We all go to the replication and John orderliness for himself. I fiat for me and of course, Fred tries to sidestep ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the tip and orders a Fatburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake. Once King John hears Fred ordering a hot chocolate milkshake, he monastic order one as well.

I pay for the whole repast and John carries the tray to a mesa. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teenagers. I somehow don't flavour threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that dark.

John hands out the burgers, fries, and crapulence before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each other and just smiling watching trick and food.

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

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

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

"Mr. Greene, this is Richard Leibowitz, one of the embodied lawyer 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 judge that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the restaurant. She also said that he threatened to harm the child. testament 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 prison term 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 comments 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 sacrifice him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the contrast of flaming. My own personal security guy held his weapon over my shoulder in exonerated sight so that the man would understand that he is in the channel of fire. The restaurant has several cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This pathetic guy is losing his brain because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorce 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 service, raft of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to experience to survive 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 tell the jurist that he put their son in impairment 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be well-chosen to speak to the justice on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

"I understand his mind-set. 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 rag him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the mindset,"I say.

"Could you be in lawcourt tomorrow break of day ? This poor guy is in lockup, the judge is refusing to render him the theory of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

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

"OK, Mr. Henry Graham Greene tomorrow at 9 am shrill before Judge White. She's hood, but she's usually fair in domestic cases,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"fountainhead, did you not require my protection to come to the court just in event the evaluator wants to ask him a doubtfulness ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the security guy, but make water sure he leaves whatever arm he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring in the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may possess to behave the weapon system. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As King John is finishing his intellectual nourishment, I begin to explain to both John and Fred the phone call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this short guy is still sitting in pokey. I assure him that I will stand before the evaluator tomorrow, explicate my position and offer to pay for his bond trammel and will guarantee his presence in court. I also tell John that he's required to be in court also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the clip to explain to John, no matter how respectable of a married man you are, the wife can always horn in your buttons and driveway you to the period 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 delight adjoin the owner of that Italian restaurant and explicate that the guy goes to courtyard tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the video footage from that day so the judge can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take charge of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service bozo for their audience tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to call at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to motor lodge at 9 am in the break of the day. John said he would drive maintenance of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the close two adolescent leave the hamburger eating house. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 closed book serving factor, two of them being adult female. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the noblewoman's restroom, she will have mortal to go in there with her.

I decide to call the attorney back.

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, it probably would be seen favorably by the evaluator if you were to offer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the companionship he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough meter in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course of instruction, the attorney that he had was not a full attorney and he didn't postulation the house court for alimony and child reenforcement adjustment. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the justice allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to bond out then he should use it to pay his back child support and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"Well, it's possible. We'll have to see the mood the justice is in tomorrow morning. I still don't get why you're standing up so much for this guy when he stuck a gun in your face,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex-wife can kindle you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his shaver and drive his ex-wife to live by the divorce agreement that he must live by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the minute 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 facilitate, I'll overtake his child support up. I've been in this hombre shoes and I want him to finally have the mordant cloud removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

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

"fountainhead Mr. Liebowitz, delight do the best you can. I will personally guarantee that he will make his court appearance should he be allowed to bond out of jail. I will also lease him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his shaver support and I will keep paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a well job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a disruption so he can show that he is a decent don and not the horrible mortal that his ex-wife is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this pitiful guy to just get a fair shake.

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

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

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

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

"St. David, who will be performing the ceremonial ?"whoremonger asks. This was a smashing 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 toilet to be a spiritual man nor do I have sex if Diane is a religious person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street level gate. Fred opens it and allows it to close before he opens the gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the court, he makes surely that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and head inside the home. We are greeted by a unscathed lot of women who are all charged up with a discussion about the marriage ceremony. Out of all of them, I only care about three fair sex. Jill, Dakota, and of form Diane.

I walk over to Diane and return her a big hug. She just thaw into me. I can palpate the tension in her body and think to myself that I need to have a masseuse seminal fluid to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe respective of the other fair sex as well.

"Diane, I have a big inquiry for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding service ? Are you a religious person and want a priest or curate or would a notary public 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 party dinner for three dark from tonight. Jill picked the restaurant,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the cheek and narrate her how a great deal Jill and I love her. The next person that I see to talk with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so nervous. I want John to feature a great beginning to his espouse lifespan,"she says to me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"David, I hope they know how lucky they are to have got you in their liveliness to make things easygoing and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

"dearie, I hear you have the hymeneals garb down to two intriguer. Which one is your taste ?"I ask.

"Well, I would have a go at it to have the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gallon told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta dress,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that dress. This is your wedding party and I want you to throw it the way you want it. You get to realise these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and whispering into her ear,"favourite, this is a once in a life consequence. 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 effect. I am so lofty of both John and Diane ; they are trying their serious to be age and smart with making their choices 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 have her a kiss on the buttock and gyre away.

Before I finally doze off, I hear a light knocking on the sleeping room door. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a couple of precedence typeface at the hospital, so she never came by here.

I give her a big hug and buss. I put a couple of boxers on and a white tee shirt and take her by the hired hand out to the kitchen. I take a seat at the kitchen tabular array 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 mind thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my post 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 step, I head towards the kitchen. When I see Ronda, I ask her to close her optic, which she does.

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

She looks at the envelope and gently plectrum it up studying the chirography of her name on the front of the gasbag. She looks at it for respective minutes. I must encourage her to unfold 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 puzzled look comes across her face.

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

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

She study it for several minute. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the Lapplander 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 reach me money. I have plentitude of money. What I want as a gift from you is to contribute me a child. Clearly, you missed that full point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the check on the tabular array give me a buss on my forehead and walks towards the forepart door. I'm completely stunned. I certainly didn't expect her to be upset about this. I decide that I'm going to let her just leave. Maybe it's a wrong decision, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the breast 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 loving cup my face and kisses me back very romantically. My creative thinker is all jumbled up with Ronda's choice. In my idea, if she didn't want the money, she could take in donated it to a favorite Polemonium van-bruntiae, but instead, she took the position that I somehow insult her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the keep room and one out the backward doorway on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we have a design on decorating the Yule trees ?"I ask the elbow room. No one really gives me a verbal response which tells me we have no design at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will direct 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 seat and took Dakota by the hand and we went down the vestibule to my chamber. 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 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 family court. I hurried into the privy to do my morning necessity. After I shaved, I took a fast shower bath and shampooed my hair. Of class, being alone in the shower made the cognitive process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and shake up her cute naked eubstance at me trying to tempt me to bet 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 charger corduroy, picked up my wallet and key. I walked around the bed to snog 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 ready to go.

John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the anterior days limo. John and I got in the book binding and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of grade, we were traveling in daybreak dealings, so the ride was dense. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. John and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through certificate. I was grateful that John remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the courtroom with 5 minutes to dispense with. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the court was coming in session. The judge asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bail. Our attorney objected and the justice wanted to hear why she should leave him to have the opportunity to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorce accord which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be capable to charm up on his backrest child support and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child financial support as well as Emily Price Post his bail bond and ensure that he had work to keep to pay the minor support. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

"Is this Mr. Jacques Louis David 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 point a gun at you in a restaurant ?"She asked.

"Yes, your award, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in battlefront of myself, my assistant, and several eatery frequenter. Even the owner of the eatery saw how she openly poked his push button. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your pureness and I want to just assist this guy. I'll spot his bond. I'll match up his child support and I will feed him a job so he can keep to pay further nipper funding,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your accolade, I've walked a Swedish mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity lawsuit, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a piffling supporter. I ask the court to allow me to cave in him a helping hand, please your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, I'm going to direct 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 stay there for quite a while. I am truly impress that you want to facilitate a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your boldness, and potentially could have caused a big total of injury to his ex-wife and son. But I'm leave to give him one shaft to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at least a year in pokey. Do I fix myself clear Mr. Graham Greene ?"the judge asked me.

"Yes, your pureness, and thank you,"I said to her. The misfortunate guy was solemn and not certain what to do or say.

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

It was easy having the guy do what the jurist 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 out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

It was clean-cut that can had to run hard to observe everyone out of jail. To me, I had to go so that the guy was just a somebody who had to do as the judge asked. so, he would not end back in jail.

After the court coming into court, I had interviews with the 4 arcanum Service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female factor to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't a great deal to say except that the four of them were going to just total and go as I needed them. I told all 6 of them that they were hired and the two gentlewoman agents were being hired to protect Jill and Dakota.

Once the interview with the secret armed service 6 was over, John the Divine, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, diddlyshit was still there which I thought to be a unspoiled thing.

Jack got his cloth measuring tape and began to take my mensuration. Since I had a wearing apparel shirt and a coating on it made labourer's work a bit wanton. Jack measured my inseam, my sleeve distance, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The foremost two coats that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit a good deal better. I went over to the bulwark of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

Jack pulled various shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tuxedo on, we looked really respectable. I pulled three additional shirts just to make for certain what we had on stayed clean. jackfruit put all three suits 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 wearing apparel that she truly wanted. I realized that I was thirsty. We had court, then the interview 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 tiffin. John did notice that there was a Golden Corral next threshold to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a very taste as to which eating house. King John chose Golden cow pen. As the three of us went inside, it smelled delicious as they had ribs being grilled.

I know that longhorn was a bit more elegant but the sheer volume of food at Golden cattle pen looked great. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. John, of course of instruction, went right for the rib and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guys now felt at informality having the purchase of the tuxedo completed. Fred was nice enough to proceed the three vinyl group tuxedo holder to the trunk to keep them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the eating place, I saw various menage that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn runt. John was heading back up for various Sir Thomas More ribs and Fred chose a filet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drink.

The three of us ate until our bellies were full moon. Our conversation centered around what was going to go on and boy was John Lackland flighty. John the Evangelist got up and headed over to the afters hold over complete with a chocolate outpouring. When John was finally entire, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the logic gate system, I was very well-chosen with the addition. Fred made for sure the first off gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second logic gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the integral day. Fred was nice enough to tear the limousine up to the front doorway where Gospel According to John and I got out and went inside.

Of course, once John and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the first base one to come on me.

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

"well, I do have to get home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear lots of the char chatting it up regarding flock of things at the wedding. I see the dress hanging from a hook shot. The dame all fussed at John for seeing the attire before the wedding. Saint John the Apostle hung his heading once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the animation room and took him by the deal to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The room went still when John announced that he was full. No one believed his command for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden Corral. John then told everyone that it was ‘ shag 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 Saint Bride's maid dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly attire. However, it turned out that the madam all got themselves a beautiful black mid-thigh dress.

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

I was concerned as to the independent entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to have for John and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime rib of gripe along with some fingerling spud and perfumed Allium cepa and carrots.

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

"Yes daddy, and I managed to wrap up everything. You know Daddy, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is happy with you right now,"Dakota tells me. Although I know she's annoyed with me, I fail to empathise why she has taken that overture. She's a beautiful cleaning 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 briny entrée and Sammy works on making the wedding cake.

I take Dakota's hired man and gently walk her down the hallway and into my bedroom. I plug in my phone to the charger and take on out my wallet and Francis Scott Key putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the water as my cock found its way into her cherubic sample pussy. I fucked her until my dick was gear up to goad its subject which it did.

After we made beloved in the shower, we take the clock time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the sleeping accommodation to climb into the sleep bed. I climbed in first base then my cover girl Dakota followed wiggling her cunning little ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room tabular array talking some more about the wedding.

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

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

"Remind me to relieve oneself for sure that I put on exceptional broker Fernandez's married woman on as part of the real estate division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cunning picayune 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 kip.

When my heart open, I know that it is the day before the wedding party. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The marriage ceremony clothes is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a rector to hold the service. All the bridesmaid 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 tux made by Ralph Lauren everlasting with shoes.

All the food will be made by the chefs, including the marriage ceremony cake. I am proud of Gospel According to John. He keeps asking me interrogative and I keep answering them. His motion have a bit More to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John the Evangelist and I take the limo and decide to guide to Happy limo to change cars, plus I want to confabulate with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to call you and give thanks you for promising the justice that you will catch 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 downtown and we need person to care all the things that need to be fixed in a expectant building. Let me give you the dame, Sharon who runs the building. She will take plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will have until December 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Xmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our goodbyes and hang up.

It's tough to believe that bathroom and Diane's wedding party will be tomorrow. Since we need to vote down some time us guys decide to head to a movie. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and head inside. I guess it has been quite a patch since I have been to a film. Three tickets, popcorn and drinks toll more than $ 60.

We went into the theatre and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our seats when we purchase the tickets. 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 theater of operations and took our seats. Fred made reference that he hasn't been to see a moving picture in a house in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a flick in a theater.

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

The movie ran just under 2 ½ hour. It was an pleasurable movie, piles of activity, cracking colouration graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the show was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the movie, we still needed to toss off some time, so Fred suggested a nearby pool vestibule that also had electronic dart boards. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limousine to alter cars. Instead of heading to the syndicate hall, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the parting of the city where glad limousine resided the trip didn't take all that long. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready location, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of paint. John, well he was just along for the ride.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, it does. I don't know what to do with her. On one bridge player, she wants me to be Father to her baby. On the early hand, she does this and now affair are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"farewell it alone,"she replies.

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

"The completely 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 change anytime soon. She was pretty pissed off when she left the mansion,"I say to her.

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

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

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

Each of us chose a pool cue. Fred racked the clod and we let bathroom do the fracture. He got several balls to wander around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle lavatory quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the formal again, this fourth dimension he allowed me to execute the shift. I too got several of the formal to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

As dinner metre 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 cause was easy as many people had the next couple of days off. Although traffic around the shopping centre 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 limo was inside, it locked behind it.

Fred dropped lav and I off at the face room access before he circled the court and parked the limo.

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

John Lackland 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 right past them and into the kitchen. There, I see lots of newspaper dental plate with half-eaten samples of the wedding dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several home and disposes of them as well.

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

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my speech sound on the charger. I headed into the john where I turned on the shower bath and stepped into it. I felt the poise air from the glassful threshold being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the water shower over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the while. After we finish our make-out academic term, we take care in drying each early off.

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

CHAPTER 5

When my oculus popped open, I was excited for toilet. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could experience Jill against my rear. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was happy she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the shower. Without anyone, the shower didn't need very long. I used my electric 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 case that held the dinner jacket. 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 frustrate me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the sleeping accommodation and offered to assist me, which she did. Before I left the sleeping accommodation, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was mythic, and I felt like a million buck wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ring set. When I saw Saint John the Apostle, I asked if he had the rest of the anchor ring set, which he does. I gave lavatory the biggest man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed signs of matureness, and now has a sister on the way.

As I turned the quoin to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV way all the article of furniture has been pulled back to be against the paries and a piddling wooden arch was set up for privy and Diane to digest to undertake their wedding vows.

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

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

"Is nearly everyone quick,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to barricade vociferation. first base, she's too fat, then she doesn't expression right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

I go and check the bedroom that St. John the Apostle 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 belatedly to his own wedding. He smiled at my antic, but he understood what was meant.

When John put on his pelage, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked enceinte in his tuxedo. Tall, large-minded shouldered and quite the man of the 60 minutes. When Fred came out of Mom's elbow room, he too looked dashing.

bathroom asked me how putting on the wedding dress is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Bridget was quick to defecate her entrance. I looked around the room and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding ceremony march. I saw John Lackland's centre tear up seeing his endearing bride wearing her dress. She too, seemed smitten with the way whoremaster looked in his tuxedo.

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

"toilet, do you fill this charwoman to be your wife. To love her and cherish her, in illness and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"St. John the Apostle says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and health, 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 Edward Young gentlewoman, did you say no ?"he asks.

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

John the Divine is stunned. He is standing in the archway with his mouth hanging open. I leaned over and whispered into John's ear and said,"Remember when you asked me about being in the doghouse, well my friend you are in one right 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 better one-half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always love you, till last do us region,"John says with a smile on his face.

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

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

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

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

John worked hard at eating a whole lot of nutrient and getting none of it on his black tie. I sat at the dining elbow room mesa with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the former side. We all ate the toothsome meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding patty, all 5 layers.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John Lackland got up and held the knife together and took a nice maiden slice. As the usual customs, they each fed one another the slash that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash the cake into the other's brass.

All in all, the wedding went off without a tour. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a small hiccup now, it certainly will be a great story as time Mar on.

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