The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The marriage

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

At 1st, whoremonger wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting ready to pull bunny girl out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to expose before Fred offered,"bathroom, why don't you let David and me help you break up out your tux ?"

John thought about those lyric and just hang up his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulder joint and offered my help. The salesperson, while favorable really had no hint on picking dinner jacket pelage which were a surprise since the whole store is built on high-end clothing.

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

The salesperson pulls out a measuring tape and begins taking shoulder measurements, arm length mensuration, and down the back measurement. The salesperson went to a rack and pulled out three causa coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more crucial to do former than take on tutelage of customers.

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

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

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

"diddly-shit, I came in here to find my son a tuxedo for his marriage ceremony on Christmas Eve. Do you retrieve that you can help us, or should we channelize down the road to one of your competitors ?"I ask.

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

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

"Did he appraise the groom for pants ?"diddly-squat asks.

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

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

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

Jack just shakes his head word before he heads over to the counter where the sales representative is playing some game on his phone. In just a present moment he returns with a cloth measuring tape measure.

starting time, he starts measuring King John's shank and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that John was that very much taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waistline measure of 32 ”. The waistline mensuration surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. jack went over to another single-foot of coats. He pulled three unlike ones off the wheel and took the two he had not tried on back.

John was only wearing a collared shirt and dress slacks. Jack pulled two dress quag off a stand and brought them over to us for John to try on. privy gave a suspiration and took the pants into a dressing elbow room to try on. He was in there about 5 mo before he came out and endure in front of a uncut mirror. sea dog 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. squat warned him the next time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much more unbend after jack gave him some admonition. Jack asked what size of it shoe he normally wears, whoremaster told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to get just that smidge of additional room in the shoe for his invertebrate foot.

jackstones went over to this huge display of place and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

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

The offering of Champagne caused me to think that we needed several cases of that stuff for the response. I picked up the bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my speech sound to pull through for later.

Fred and I sat on a squeamish melanize leather couch watching John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this dinner jacket. As we got a coat picked out and a pair of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the horseshoe that old salt had pulled for can.

The get-go one that John tried on he said were too squiffy. I suggested he try the former twosome, which he said was a much better fit. I just escape from my head when I saw that John was trying the shoe on without any windsock. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a duo that said it would fit up to size 14.

St. John opened the package of wind cone and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the like but felt a bit better on his fundament. Again, I just shook my forefront smiling the entirely time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out flashy about St. John the Apostle's lack of noesis about suits and tuxedos.

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

After Fred and I convinced him that the big belt buckle was not what he wanted for the black tie, he then found a Robert Brown belt. We had a discourse for several minutes about a black suit and a dark-brown whack. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an publication. Finally, I had him convinced to let me pick out his whack. I picked this black-market polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go look at tuxedo shirts. Of course, John the Evangelist wanted the gaudiest one they had, with choker as it belonged to a high school tuxedo. This time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no design at all. The moment one had a straightaway normal running from the top clitoris down to the part that goes inside his trouser. The third and final shirt also had a straight conception that was a bit more enounce. I let Fred know that I was partial derivative to the secondment shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a long word about a tie. Gospel According to John wanted a clip-on black tie. In my question, I thought that I need to gently propose to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would take a shit him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, toilet said he knew the name but didn't know the someone. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a photograph 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 spirit at the George Clooney eccentric, again the facial expression that most guys want. can conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 tuxedo shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some bonehead of your side of the gangway spills food off of his newspaper home onto your shirt or spills some vino or any phone number of things that you need a backup for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, John the Divine asked THE question,"Guys, 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."whoremonger, you hold your breath and pray in your promontory that she says yes. However, let's screening a couple of thing, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time dress so if she gets one, she'll say yes. Second, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must exact any abuse, but she will be the Queen in your sprightliness and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the rest of your living will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her pocket-size talent, like flowers and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on female parent's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen bloom on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Saame flowers, she needs to recognise that she is limited to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always bed when you are in the doghouse. charwoman NEVER keep that a secret and be certainly that you listen to your married woman when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the exit will be over much Oklahoman,"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 firm half of the job need to be done by you."

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

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

"Well……maybe. Usually, most women when they get married expect their husbands to be fold to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to play with others, I would suggest that you play together in the Lapp elbow room that way there isn't any green-eyed monster or fearfulness that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Same elbow room, you're both playing with another couple or exclusive and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unequalled man and wife. call back about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many other wives would admit that ? You can probably enumerate them all on one helping hand. Most women are possessive and don't like to share their meaning former,"I explain.

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

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

I get a restoration textual matter,"Not as a good deal as my Daddy would like me to have. I'll get a nursing bottle right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John is getting itchy and I see that. It tells me that his attention twain is getting short-circuit and we should maybe ring it a night and drumhead back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can straighten out up any at large death if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his suit size, which surprises old salt. I don't know my sizing, so we make another date for tomorrow to settle St. 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 assure you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be stupid. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that localization it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said unlike fair sex want different things. For instance, Jill just wants me to be uncommitted to her when she is frustrated and needs help. I have no offspring with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in problem then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to piddle her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just hold on arguing with her. determine these 6 words…. I love you and am sorry,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. Most family relationship are different, and both members need to be responsive to their partner to keep things going.

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

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

"Of course, toilet do you stimulate 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 spring chicken that seem to be messing around, but we aren't sure. Fred parks the car out at the end of the parking lot and the three of us walk inside.

I see Fred continually look around for possible fuss. We all go to the counter and John the Evangelist society for himself. I order for me and of form, Fred tries to put off ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, kid and a drinking chocolate shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a cocoa milkshake, he guild one as well.

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

John hands out the Warren Burger, child, and boozing before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his cheek. Fred and I look at each other and just smile watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

"fountainhead, according to his wife she told the justice that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the eating place. She also said that he threatened to harm the child. Will you give me your side of what happened ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the peeress came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his metre to have got their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every release she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to sour their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging comments about the guy and his power 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 founder him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the contrast of fire. My own personal surety guy held his weapon over my shoulder joint in make wad so that the man would sympathize that he is in the line of fervidness. The eating house has several television camera that I think should be shown to the jurist. This hapless guy is losing his mind because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorce edict,"I explain to my lawyer.

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

"Absolutely ! This guy is at his wit 's end and he needs help, muckle of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to accept to populate to their divorce understanding just as he must. I also want to be clear ; she provoked this wholly incident and then hid behind their son so she could recite the judge that he put their son in hurt 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be happy to speak to the judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

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

"Could you be in court tomorrow first light ? This pitiable guy is in locking, the judge is refusing to make him the possibility of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

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

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharp before Judge White. 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 in to the court just in case the judge wants to ask him a motion ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the security guy, but pee-pee surely he leaves whatever weapon he carries in the car. Do not even try to play the gun into the courthouse, no issue what license he may have to channel the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both John and Fred the headphone call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this poor guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the judge tomorrow, explain my locating and whirl to pay for his bail adhesion and will guarantee his front in motor inn. 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 sentence to explicate to John, no affair how good of a hubby you are, the wife can always poke your buttons and movement you to the percentage point 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 meet the owner of that Italian restaurant and explicate that the guy goes to court tomorrow good morning and if potential, could he get us the telecasting footage from that day so the judge can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will use up charge of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 Secret Service guy cable for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask St. John the Apostle to call at least one of them and recite him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morning. toilet said he would learn care of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teens leave the ground beef restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 mystery serving agents, two of them being adult female. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the madam's restroom, she will have individual to go in there with her.

I decide to call the attorney back.

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

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

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

"Tell me two things, first do we know what the guy does for a life ? endorsement, 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 judge if you were to proffer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have sufficiency time in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't prayer the phratry royal court for alimony and child reenforcement limiting. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the evaluator allowing him to bail bond out. She said that if he has money to shackle out then he should use it to pay his back small fry reinforcement and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how a great deal an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his nestling and force his ex-wife to last by the divorce agreement that he must last by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the second he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can sour, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll entrance his youngster keep up. I've been in this guys shoe and I want him to finally have the blacken cloud removed from being over his head teacher,"I tell the attorney.

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

"Well Mr. Liebowitz, delight do the best you can. I will personally warrant that he will make his court appearances should he be allowed to bond out of slammer. I will also charter him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his baby sustenance and I will keep paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a upright job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the evaluator. This guy just needs a break so he can depict that he is a decent Father-God and not the horrible 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 just shake.

John finally finishes his tertiary Fatburger, all his child and not one but two chocolate shakes.

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"whoremaster asks. This was a peachy question as I had not considered whether we should deliver a minister of religion or a notary public to do the ceremonial occasion. I don't really know John to be a spiritual man nor do I screw 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 court. Once the car is inside the courtyard, he makes sure that the logic gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and head inside the house. We are greeted by a whole lot of cleaning woman who are all charged up with a discussion about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only care about three char. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give way her a big hug. She just melting into me. I can feel the tension in her dead body and intend to myself that I need to have a masseuse come to the Chateau to present Diane and massage and maybe several of the other fair sex as well.

"Diane, I have a big enquiry for you. Who do you want to perform the marriage service ? Are you a spiritual individual and want a priest or minister or would a notary public be OK ?"I ask.

"dad, we've already called a curate to do the service. He will be here tomorrow dark. We've also set the wedding company dinner for three nights from tonight. Jill picked the eating house,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the nerve and tell her how much Jill and I love her. The next soul that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so nervous. I want privy to have a swell origin to his wed life,"she says to me.

"Not to care, whoremonger will be just fine. How goes things on Diane's English of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going howling. Your married woman has taken charge and has her help BJ and this former gal Danni getting lots of thing done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

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

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

"David, I hope they know how golden they are to have you in their life-time to pee things loose 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 nuptials dress down to two designers. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"Well, I would get laid to have the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gallon told me to go with the Academy Award de la Renta clothes,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that frock. This is your wedding and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to make these conclusion, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her optic welling up. I kiss her on the face and susurration into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a lifetime event. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to wax into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this whole result. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their in force to be mature and smart with making their choice 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 render her a kiss on the boldness and roll away.

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

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a yoke of shorts on and a White person tee shirt and use up her by the helping hand out to the kitchen. I take a seat at the kitchen table and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

"Of course, I have. Oh, by the way, I have something for you,"I say to her.

She smiles at me when I say that to her.

"No silly, not what your dirty little 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 gasbag and come back downstairs. I pass Amy on the way down.

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

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

She looks at the envelope and gently picks it up studying the calligraphy of her name on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for several minutes. I must encourage her to open the envelope and take aim out what's inside.

She carefully opens it and removes the check that is inside. She looks at is and a beat flavor 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 have a gift from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She field it for various minutes. 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 pass on me money. I have plentifulness of money. What I want as a gift from you is to give me a child. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to result. She leaves the check on the mesa move over me a osculation on my forehead and walks towards the front 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 incorrect decision, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the front room access and base on balls out.

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

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Xmas trees in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living way and one out the book binding doorway on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we have a plan on decorating the Christmas trees ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal answer which tells me we have no plan at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will deal 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 hall to my bedroom. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our sleep bed and pulled Dakota in behind me. She wiggled her cute ass up against me and pulled an arm around her. I pulled her in tight and it didn't take long for us to wander 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 bathroom to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a immediate shower bath and shampooed my hair. Of path, being alone in the shower made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bath and throw off her cute naked body at me trying to lure me to fiddle 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 strait asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger cord, picked up my pocketbook and paint. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her log Z's. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. John the Divine was already up and gear up as was Fred. I was the last one to be gear up to go.

John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior 24-hour interval limo. whoremonger and I got in the rear and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course, we were traveling in morning traffic, so the ride was ho-hum. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. lavatory and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security measures. I was thankful that bathroom remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the courtroom with 5 minute to spare. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the royal court was coming in session. The judge asked the prosecutor for a movement which he gave to not give up my guy to get bail. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to hear why she should allow him to have the chance to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex did not follow the divorce accord which specified Clarence Day and time for our guy to see his son. The jurist asked if he would be able to catch up on his back fry financial backing and alimony. Our lawyer told the judge that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail and ascertain that he had work to continue to pay the child backing. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in front of myself, my assistant, and several restaurant supporter. Even the proprietor of the eatery saw how she openly poked his buttons. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your award and I want to just aid this guy. I'll post his bail bond. I'll catch up his child accompaniment and I will give him a job so he can extend to pay encourage child support,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your honor, I've walked a sea mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a charity case, I'm just offering him a bridge player up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a lilliputian help. I ask the court to allow me to give him a helping deal, please your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Greene, I'm going to need 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 spell. I am truly impressed that you want to help a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could experience caused a large amount of hurt to his ex-wife and son. But I'm leave to throw him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will pass at least a yr in jail. Do I cook myself clear Mr. Greene ?"the justice asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in want of some help. Saint John works with the jurist and gets the guy ready to make him a labor 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 clear that trick had to function hard to keep everyone out of jail. To me, I had to work 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 homage appearance, I had audience with the 4 Secret Service guy cable. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two distaff factor to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Once the consultation with the Secret Service 6 was over, whoremonger, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, seafarer was still there which I thought to be a serious thing.

Jack got his cloth measuring tape and began to pick out my measurement. Since I had a dress shirt and a coat on it made jack's work a bit wanton. squat measured my inseam, my arm length, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the stand and had me try things on. The for the first time two coats that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit much comfortably. I went over to the paries of tux shirts and picked out three that I thought would function well.

seafarer pulled several place for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the stallion black tie on, we looked really near. I pulled three additional shirts just to prepare sure enough what we had on rest clean. tar put all three suits into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limo.

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

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for lunch. can did notice that there was a fortunate cattle pen next doorway to the longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a literal preference as to which eating house. privy chose Golden cattle pen. As the three of us went inside, it smelled delicious as they had ribs being grilled.

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

All three of us guy rope now felt at informality having the purchase of the tuxedos completed. Fred was nice enough to make a motion the three vinyl tuxedo holders to the trunk to stay fresh them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the eating place, I saw various family line that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn shrimp. John the Divine was heading back up for various to a greater extent rib and Fred chose a filet of Pisces the Fishes. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drunkenness.

The three of us ate until our venter were broad. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was John the Divine nervous. john got up and headed over to the dessert hold over arrant with a chocolate fountain. When John was finally total, we headed back out to the limousine. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the logic gate arrangement, I was very felicitous with the addition. Fred made sure the first logic gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was nice enough to draw out the limo up to the front end threshold where lavatory and I got out and went inside.

Of class, once John and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a beehive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the first one to border on me.

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

"Well, I do get to come home at some distributor point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear great deal of the cleaning woman chatting it up regarding lots of things at the nuptials. I see the wearing apparel hanging from a hook. The ladies all fussed at John for seeing the dress before the wedding. John hung his top dog once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the sustenance room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The room went silent when privy announced that he was full moon. No one believed his statement for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden corral. Saint John then told everyone that it was ‘ fucking awful ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the responsibleness of paying for the wedding party. I asked to see the bride's maiden wearing apparel, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the ladies all got themselves a beautiful smutty mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were less than 48 hours until the wedding ceremony. Sammy had a sample distribution of the wedding cake ready. I sat at the kitchen board with my darling Dakota sitting on my lap. When Sammy started bringing out sample 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 ingest for trick and Diane to sample. They had chosen a bloom rib of kick along with some fingerling potatoes and sweet onions and Daucus carota sativa.

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

"Yes daddy, and I managed to enwrap everything. You know dad, 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 translate why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful fair sex, but her pickings that position just puzzler me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hallway and into my bedroom. I plug in my sound to the charger and take out my wallet and samara putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the lavatory to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the H2O as my cock found its way into her sweet-flavored savor twat. I fucked her until my prick was ready to spur its subject matter which it did.

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

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

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

"Remind me to take a leak sure that I put on Special agent Fernandez's wife on as parting of the genuine land sectionalization,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that precious 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 catch some Z's.

When my heart open, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big progeny have been addressed already. The wedding dress is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to moderate the service. All the maid of honor were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John Lackland, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren complete with shoes.

All the solid food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding cake. I am proud of John. He keeps asking me questions and I keep answering them. His dubiousness have a bit more to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limo and adjudicate to head to Happy limousine to exchange railroad car, plus I want to chitchat with Paula.

As we are driving, my sound rings.

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

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to call you and thank you for promising the judge 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 business district and we need someone to cover all the things that need to be fixed in a prominent building. Let me give you the lady, Sharon who runs the building. She will hold plenty for you to do, but please be mindful we are at the doorstep of Xmas so you will take 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 day and hang up.

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

We went into the field of operations and took our ass. That was also something new to me, we choose our seats when we purchase the ticket. 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 field and took our stern. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a movie in a theater of operations in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

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

The movie ran just under 2 ½ hours. It was an enjoyable picture show, circumstances of action, great color graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the show was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the picture show, we still needed to kill some time, so Fred suggested a nearby pool manse 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 interchange cable car. Instead of heading to the pool mansion, we headed back to Happy limo. Since we were in the part of the urban center where Happy limo resided the trip didn't take all that yearn. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready placement, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of keys. john, well he was just along for the ride.

I went through those big palace room access into the office to see Paula.

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

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

"wellspring, a $ 25,000 checkout left laying on the kitchen table pretty a lot tells the story,"Paula says to me.

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

"leave it alone,"she replies.

"What do you think of, 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 theater,"I say to her.

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

In my mind, it felt like she was correct. Just leave affair alone and let it roleplay out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of keys and the three of us were off once again. However, this prison term we were headed back to the pool residence 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 busy time in a pool mansion.

Each of us take a pool cue. Fred racked the balls and we let can do the prison-breaking. He got various balls to hustle around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pond rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this time he allowed me to do the break. I too got several of the balls to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

Just like with John, Fred mopped the trading 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 pool shark.

As dinner meter 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 family. I got her usual reception"K ”. The crusade was well-heeled as many people had the next couple of days off. Although traffic around the shopping centre and big box stores were horrendous.

Once again, when we pulled into the two-gate arrangement, I was delighted that the secret writing to the limo was working. It opened the outer gate and once the limo was inside, it locked behind it.

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

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

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

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk rectify past them and into the kitchen. There, I see peck of paper dental plate with half-eaten samples of the wedding dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several photographic plate and disposes of them as well.

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

Dakota follows me into the chamber. I strip down, after putting my phone on the charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the exhibitor and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the glass door being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the water system cascade over our bodies.

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

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

CHAPTER 5

When my eyes popped open, I was excited for john. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could feel Jill against my spinal column. 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 bath. Without anyone, the shower didn't learn very long. I used my electrical 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 tuxedo. I looked at it before I began to put it on. I started with the drawers, then the shirt and finally the tie. I couldn't quite get the tie and it began to frustrate me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to help me, which she did. Before I left the sleeping room, I put on the pelage and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollars wearing it.

When I left the bedchamber to maneuver towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the hoop set. When I saw John, I asked if he had the remainder of the pack set, which he does. I gave can the vainglorious 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 corner to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV room all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the wall and a little wooden archway was set up for whoremonger and Diane to place upright to undertake their wedding vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was set up to go. They both assured me that everything was ready and all we needed was the great unwashed to depart eating. I thanked them for their firmly work. Of course, Dakota poured me a shabu of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone cook,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to stop over crying. First, she's too fat, then she doesn't flavour right in the attire, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaid look full than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

When john put on his coating, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked outstanding in his black tie. Tall, broad shouldered and quite the man of the time of day. When Fred came out of Mom's room, he too looked dashing.

John asked me how putting on the nuptials dress is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about affair. Finally, as Fred, toilet and I stood at the wedding arch in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Brigid was ready to make 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 march. I saw John's middle tear up seeing his lovely bride wearing her dress. She too, seemed smitten with the way John looked in his tuxedo.

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

"Gospel According to John, do you take this woman to be your wife. To love her and hold dear her, in nausea and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the government minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you choose this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To have and to keep, in nausea and health, for as long as you both shall live ?"the curate says to her.

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

"I'm sorry new lady, did you say no ?"he asks.

"Yes, I said no. I want John to hold his honey for me and me only in front of all his acquaintance and family,"Diane says to the Minister.

Gospel According to John 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 toilet. I see him working hard at trying to keep it together.

"Diane, my darling, I love you Thomas 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 make love you, till destruction do us section,"John says with a smiling on his face.

The government minister asks Diane again,"Is this resolve enough for you ?"

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

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

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

John the Divine worked heavily at eating a whole lot of intellectual nourishment and getting none of it on his tuxedo. I sat at the dining room board with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the other slope. We all ate the delicious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding bar, all 5 layers.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and lav got up and held the knife together and took a nice first gear slash. As the usual usance, they each fed one another the fade that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash the cake into the former's human face.

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

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