The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The marriage ceremony

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

At get-go, privy wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting cook to pull bunny out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to exhibit before Fred offered,"King John, why don't you let David and me help you pick out your tuxedo ?"

John the Evangelist thought about those Holy Writ and just hung his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while well-disposed really had no hint on picking black tie coating which were a surprise since the whole fund is built on high-end wear.

"John let's start with the coloring material of the coat. I suggest patently black, no pinstripes and no off-color, just fateful. I would suggest we start with a full-length coat that will contain about where your zipper will turn back,"I say to him.

The sales rep pulls out a measure tape and begins taking shoulder measurements, arm duration measurements, and down the back measurements. The salesperson went to a rack and pulled out three cause coat. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do former than hire care of customers.

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

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

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

"old salt, I came in here to notice my son a tux for his wedding on Dec 25 Eve. Do you remember that you can help us, or should we manoeuver down the road to one of your competitors ?"I ask.

"No sir, I will personally serve you. Do you get it on your size ?"He starts with.

"No, but your salesman took measure and then handed me these three coating and walked away,"I tell him. He just rock his head, clearly not well-chosen with the salesman.

"Did he mensurate the groom for trouser ?"Jack asks.

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

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

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

jackstones just shakes his fountainhead before he heads over to the counter where the sales representative is playing some plot on his speech sound. In just a moment he returns with a fabric measuring tape.

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

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

The jump from St. John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next time he was going to be grabbing on privy. He seemed much more unstrain after jackstones gave him some warning. shit asked what size shoes he normally wears, John told him that he wears size of it 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that smidge of extra elbow room in the shoe for his foot.

Jack-tar went over to this immense exhibit of shoe and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful youthful college-aged gal bringing a bottle of champagne around leave to pour each of us a glass. John looked at me as if I needed to gift him commendation. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can cause some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a match of methamphetamine hydrochloride that I would be happy to drive us all home, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any Champagne-Ardenne until we get back to the house.

The offering of Champagne caused me to think that we needed several sheath of that stuff and nonsense for the reception. I picked up the feeding bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my speech sound to deliver for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice black leather cast watching bathroom get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tux. As we got a coat picked out and a span of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the shoes that laborer had pulled for John.

The first unity that John tried on he said were too tight. I suggested he try the former pair, which he said was a much better fit. I just shook my head when I saw that lavatory was trying the brake shoe on without any sock. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

St. John the Apostle opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his metrical foot. Again, I just stir my point smiling the unharmed clock time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to express joy out loud about John's want of cognition about suits and tuxedos.

A belt also became an issue. john wanted this one that had a huge rap warp, almost as if whoremonger was going to be riding broncho instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let John get the belted ammunition that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would quetch me in the addict 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 brown belt. We had a give-and-take for several minutes about a black case and a brown rap. 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 belt. I picked this black polished leather one for him.

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

Fred pulled three type of shirts. One had no design at all. The second one had a straight pattern running from the top button down to the component part that goes inside his pants. The third gear and final shirt also had a square intent that was a bit more pronounced. I let Fred know that I was partial derivative to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a retentive word about a tie. Saint John the Apostle wanted a clip-on black tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently suggest to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would arrive at him face regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Francis Albert Sinatra was, trick said he knew the name but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a icon of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to front like. I also suggested that he Google the remaking of Ocean's eleven and look at the George Clooney character, again the looking at that to the highest degree guys want. John conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 black tie shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some bonehead of your side of the gangway spills food off of his newspaper home plate onto your shirt or spills some wine or any issue of things that you need a support for on your marriage day.

And then it happened, John 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 breathing spell and pray in your school principal that she says yes. However, let's cover a duad of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this quondam wearing apparel so if she gets one, she'll say yes. indorsement, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must take any vilification, but she will be the pansy in your life story and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the relaxation of your life will go smooth. one-third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small gifts, like heyday and calling card. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on mother's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen blossom on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Saami flowers, she needs to know 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 have a go at it when you are in the doghouse. Women 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 issue 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 washing or cleaning the bathroom, women love thing like that. Since you live in a house half of the chores need to be done by you."

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

"What about sex with early char ? Can I still do that ?"John asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, most women when they get tie expect their husbands to be close to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to wager with others, I would suggest that you play together in the same way that way there isn't any jealousy or care that there is sneaking around. You're both in the Saame room, you're both playing with another couple or 1 and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique matrimony. Think about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many early wives would allow that ? You can probably count them all on one hand. Most women are possessive case and don't like to share their significant early,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have trick trying on some other particular, my telephone bombilation. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the Saint Brigid's wearing apparel from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. sound matter you made that big incentive. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a return text,"Not as much as my Daddy would like me to have. 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 itchy and I see that. It tells me that his attention span is getting scant and we should maybe promise it a Night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a work day and thus we can straighten up any loose goal if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his wooing size, which surprises diddlysquat. I don't know my size, so we make another appointment for tomorrow to finalize John the Evangelist'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 ?"

"fountainhead, it's different for each dyad. One thing that I can severalize you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be stupefied. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that fixing it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different women want different things. For model, Jill just wants me to be useable to her when she is frustrated and needs help. I have no issue with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in 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 prevent arguing with her. memorise 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. nearly relationships are different, and both appendage need to be antiphonal to their cooperator to keep things going.

"Fred, can we halt at a Burger place, I'm starving,"Saint John says.

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

"Of form, John do you have anyone in judgment ?"

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

I see Fred continually look around for potential trouble. We all go to the buffet and John Lackland edict for himself. I social club for me and of course, Fred tries to hedge order, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the dot and orders a Fatburger, child and a chocolate milkshake. Once John hears Fred ordering a chocolate shake, he orders one as well.

I pay for the solid meal and Gospel According to John carries the tray to a mesa. I see Fred keeping an eye on the stripling. I somehow don't tactile property threatened by them as I did at the restaurant that night.

John hands out the burgers, Fry, and drinks before he begins to choke up Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each early and just smile watching John and food.

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

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

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, this is Richard Leibowitz, one of the corporate attorneys for Jaxson, Inc. Did you send a guy to me that was arrested for domestic 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 tyke. will you give me your side of what happened ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the noblewoman came into this Italian eatery. He was yelling at her that it was his sentence 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 give him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of business of fire. My own personal security department guy held his weapon over my shoulder in clear-cut good deal so that the man would understand that he is in the line of blast. The restaurant has several tv camera that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor people 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 decree,"I explain to my lawyer.

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

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

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

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

"Could you be in court of law tomorrow morning ? This short guy is in lockup, the judge is refusing to give him the possibleness of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just severalise me what clip to be at the courthouse and what judge he's standing in front of. Oh, and one more matter, the possessor of the restaurant threw her out after the police arrested this guy.

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

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not require my security to come to the court just in caseful the judge wants to ask him a doubtfulness ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the security guy, but make sure he leaves whatever weapon he carries in the car. Do not even try to land the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may have to persuade the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food, I begin to excuse to both John and Fred the phone call option 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 evaluator tomorrow, excuse my position and offering to pay for his bail adherence and will undertake his presence in court. I also tell Saint 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 explain to John, no matter how good of a husband you are, the wife can always nose your clit and driving you to the level of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a mad man telling this to John just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please adjoin the owner of that Italian restaurant and excuse that the guy goes to court tomorrow morn and if potential, could he get us the video footage from that day so the evaluator can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take care of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 Secret service guys for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask lavatory to call at least one of them and differentiate him that I've been summoned to royal court at 9 am in the dawning. King John said he would take tutelage of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teens leave the hamburger eating house. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret Service federal agent, two of them being women. That way if Jill is out and need to use the lady's public toilet, she will feature individual to go in there with her.

I decide to call the attorney back.

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

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

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

"William Tell me two matter, first do we know what the guy does for a living ? 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 provide the guy a job. Apparently, he is an linesman but the society he worked for downsized and he didn't have adequate prison term in with the join and thus he was let go. Of course of study, the attorney that he had was not a good attorney and he didn't postulation the syndicate courtyard for maintenance and child support modification. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the jurist allowing him to Bond out. She said that if he has money to bond paper out then he should use it to pay his backrest shaver bread and butter and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that route. I know how much an ex can chevvy you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and force his ex-wife to hold out by the divorce understanding that he must go by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the Hades she wants and is nailing him to the crisscross the arcsecond he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the maintenance eliminated ? She clearly can put to work, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll catch his child support up. I've been in this cat shoes and I want him to finally have the black cloud removed from being over his straits,"I tell the attorney.

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

"wellspring Mr. Liebowitz, please do the best you can. I will personally guarantee that he will lay down his court appearing should he be allowed to adhesion out of clink. I will also hire him so he has a generator of income to continue to pay his child support and I will keep paying your effectual fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a honest job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a break so he can show up that he is a decent sire and not the horrifying soul that his ex-wife is making him out to be,"I tell the attorney. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a fair shake.

lavatory finally finishes his tierce Fatburger, all his fries and not one but two coffee shakes.

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

As we head back to the Chateau, I tell whoremaster that Dakota texted me that Diane can't decide between Dolce & Gabbana and Academy Award de la Renta for the marriage ceremony clothes. privy seems flighty 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 dress,"I say to him. He still looks troubled about the unharmed affair.

"David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"John asks. This was a great question as I had not considered whether we should have a minister or a notary to execute the ceremony. I don't really know John to be a religious man nor do I know 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 logic gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the court, he makes certainly that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and school principal inside the planetary 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 cleaning lady. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

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

"Diane, I have a big question for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding service ? Are you a spiritual person and want a priest or curate or would a notary public be OK ?"I ask.

"papa, we've already called a curate to perform the table service. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the hymeneals party dinner for three nighttime from tonight. Jill picked the eating place,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the impertinence and severalize her how a great deal Jill and I love her. The next person that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so nervous. I want John to have a great get-go to his espouse life,"she says to me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I head back over to Diane.

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

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

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

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

"Then get that clothes. This is your wedding and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to make these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and susurration into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a life-time 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 mount into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this altogether upshot. I am so proud of both St. John and Diane ; they are trying their honorable to be mature and overbold with making their selection 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 break her a buss on the cheek and roll away.

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

I give her a big hug and candy kiss. I put a pair of shorts on and a white tee shirt and take her by the paw 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.

"ducky, 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 step 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 stair, 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 recount her to open her eyes.

She looks at the envelope and gently picks it up studying the chirography of her public figure on the forepart of the envelope. She looks at it for various minutes. I must encourage her to open the envelope and study 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 mathematical group got a check-out procedure. I know you make good money, but I wanted you to have a giving from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She studies it for several min. 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 afford me money. I have quite a little of money. What I want as a gift from you is to commit me a child. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the cheque on the board give me a candy kiss on my forehead and walks towards the presence doorway. 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 front door and walkway out.

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

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas Day Tree in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the animation way and one out the rear door on the pocket billiards deck.

"Hey, do we have a architectural plan on decorating the Christmastime 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 plow 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 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 household motor inn. I hurried into the bathroom to do my daybreak essential. After I shaved, I took a quick shower and shampooed my hair. Of trend, being alone in the exhibitioner made the cognitive process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the can and shook her cute naked body at me trying to lure me to play with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of course, my darling Jill was voice asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the battery charger corduroy, picked up my wallet and keys. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her sleep. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. John the Evangelist was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the last one to be set up to go.

lav kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior days limo. John and I got in the back and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of grade, we were traveling in morning traffic, so the drive was slow. 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 security. I was thankful that St. John the Apostle remembered to not bring his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the court with 5 proceedings to part with. I met the attorney Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the court was coming in session. The evaluator asked the prosecutor for a move which he gave to not reserve my guy to get bond. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to hear why she should appropriate him to deliver the opportunity to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorce agreement which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able to catch up on his back child backing and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail and control that he had oeuvre to continue to pay the child support. The judge wanted to address to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in figurehead of myself, my assistant, and respective eatery patrons. Even the owner of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his buttons. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your honor and I want to just help this guy. I'll post his bail. I'll catch up his child support and I will give him a job so he can carry on to pay promote 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 boldness ?"The justice says to me.

"Your honor, I've walked a mi in his horseshoe. I'm not taking on a Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae case, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all masses need is just a niggling helper. I ask the courtyard to allow me to reach him a helping hand, please your honor,"I said to her.

The judge sat and pondered what I had said. The poor guy was again near binge worrying that the judge was going to hold back him in jail.

"Mr. Greene, I'm going to consume a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a hiccough he'll be back in jail and will stay there for quite a piece. I am truly impressed that you want to help a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your font, and potentially could have got caused a large amount of harm to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give him one scene to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at least a year in poky. Do I make myself clear Mr. Graham Greene ?"the judge asked me.

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

I've seen the guy in need of some help. lav works with the judge and gets the guy ready to draw him a labor having the guy be ready.

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

CHAPTER 4

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

After the court appearance, I had interviews with the 4 Secret overhaul guy rope. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female factor to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't much to say except that the four of them were going to just occur 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, John, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, Jack was still there which I thought to be a unspoilt thing.

jak got his cloth measuring tape and began to film my measurements. Since I had a apparel shirt and a coat on it made Jack's work a bit easier. Jack measured my inseam, my arm length, and m waistline. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The first two coating that I tried on were to short-change in the sleeve. I tried on the third base one and it fit much better. I went over to the wall of black tie shirts and picked out three that I thought would work well.

tar pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tuxedo on, we looked really in effect. I pulled three extra shirts just to make indisputable what we had on quell clean. jackfruit put all three lawsuit into a vinyl radical garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limo.

Thankfully, the dealings wasn't that bad. as we drove towards the Chateau. I hoped that Diane chose the dress that she truly wanted. I realized that I was athirst. We had court, then the interview with the SS6, and finally the engagement 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 dejeuner. Gospel According to John did notice that there was a Golden cattle pen next door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my articulatio humeri. Neither Fred nor I had a real number preference as to which eating house. John chose Golden Corral. As the three of us went inside, it smelled delicious as they had ribs being grilled.

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

All three of us cat now felt at ease having the purchase of the tux completed. Fred was nice enough to motivate the three vinyl tuxedo bearer to the bole to keep back them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw several families that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn shrimp. King John was heading back up for several more ribs and Fred chose a fillet of Fish. The waitress came around and brought all three of us boozing.

The three of us ate until our belly were total. Our conversation centered around what was going to pass and boy was John anxious. John got up and headed over to the dessert table ended with a umber fountain. When John was finally full, we headed back out to the limousine. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate scheme, I was very happy with the plus. Fred made sure the offset gate was fully closed and locked before opening the mo logic gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was nice enough to pluck the limousine up to the movement threshold where John and I got out and went inside.

Of row, once King John and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the initiatory one to approach me.

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

"well, I do birth to issue forth home at some dot,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear tidy sum of the women chatting it up regarding lots of things at the wedding. I see the clothes hanging from a come-on. The noblewoman all fussed at John for seeing the garb before the wedding party. John hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the support elbow room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The room went mum when John announced that he was fully. No one believed his affirmation for a minute.

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

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

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to have for St. John and Diane to sample. They had chosen a choice rib of beef along with some fingerling potato and sweet onion and carrot.

"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 everything. You know pappa, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is happy with you right now,"Dakota tells me. Although I know she's annoyed with me, I fail to understand why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful fair sex, but her taking that attitude just puzzles me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hall and into my bedroom. I plug in my phone to the charger and hold out my billfold and keys putting them on the actor's assistant. Dakota and I go into the bath to get into the exhibitor. Once we were in there, we made passionate passion to each other. I push her underneath the weewee as my cock found its way into her sweetness sample pussy. I fucked her until my cock was cook to spur its contents which it did.

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

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

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

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

When my eyes spread, I know that it is the day before the hymeneals. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding clothes is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to declare the avail. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. privy, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren double-dyed with shoes.

All the food will be made by the chefs, including the wedding patty. I am proud of lav. He keeps asking me doubtfulness and I keep answering them. His enquiry have a bit More to them each time he asks them.

Once again, Fred, lavatory and I take the limo and adjudicate to head to Happy limo to exchange motorcar, plus I want to chat with Paula.

As we are driving, my earpiece rings.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I just wanted to telephone you and thank you for promising the judge that you will hitch me up on my child musical accompaniment. 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 someone to manage all the things that need to be fixed in a declamatory building. Let me give you the Lady, Sharon who runs the building. She will feature mess for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorsill of Christmastide so you will have until December 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our goodbyes and hang up.

It's hard to think that John and Diane's wedding ceremony will be tomorrow. Since we need to kill some time us guys decide to steer to a moving-picture show. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and straits inside. I guess it has been quite a spell since I have been to a movie. Three tickets, popcorn and drinks cost Thomas More than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our seats when we purchase the ticket. Once we had our just the ticket, John went over and bought us three purse of popcorn plus two Coke and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the theatre and took our seats. Fred made acknowledgment that he hasn't been to see a movie in a theater 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 variety of funny that three grown men went to the movies together, but then again what else do we have to do ?

The movie ran just under 2 ½ hours. It was an enjoyable film, muckle of action, nifty colouring material graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the display 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 manor hall that also had electronic dart plank. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy Limo to alter cars. Instead of heading to the pool antechamber, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the part of the city where well-chosen limousine resided the misstep didn't take all that long. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready placement, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of keys. John, well he was just along for the drive.

I went through those big castle threshold into the bureau to see Paula.

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

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

"fountainhead, a $ 25,000 check left laying on the kitchen tabular array pretty a great deal 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 tiddler. On the other hand, she does this and now things are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"Leave it alone,"she replies.

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

"The whole affair. Don't birdsong her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to claim the money,"Paula says to me.

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

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

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

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

Each of us choose a pocket billiards cue. Fred racked the bollock and we let John do the break of serve. He got respective orchis to wind around, but none went into the pockets. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pocket billiards rather well. Fred racked the clump again, this time he allowed me to execute the fracture. I too got several of the balls to displace around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

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

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back home. I got her usual response"K ”. The driving force was easy as many hoi polloi had the succeeding couple of days off. Although traffic around the malls and big box stores were horrendous.

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

Fred dropped John and I off at the front doorway before he circled the court and parked the limo.

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

St. John the Apostle 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 flop past them and into the kitchen. There, I see lots of newspaper plates 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 determine that it is clock time to head off to bed as tomorrow we will stimulate 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 telephone set on the charger. I headed into the john where I turned on the cascade and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the glass doorway being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the piddle cascade over our bodies.

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

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

CHAPTER 5

When my eyes popped afford, I was excited for bathroom. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could finger Jill against my rear. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was gladiola she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the shower bath. Without anyone, the shower didn't hold very long. I used my galvanic 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 trouser, then the shirt and finally the tie. I couldn't quite get the tie and it began to scotch me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the chamber and offered to help me, which she did. Before I left the bedroom, I put on the coating and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was fabulous, and I felt like a million one dollar bill wearing it.

When I left the sleeping accommodation to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ring set. When I saw King John, I asked if he had the eternal sleep of the band set, which he does. I gave John the enceinte man hug because I am so gallant of him. He has worked hard, showed planetary house of maturity, and now has a sister on the way.

As I turned the corner to channelize towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV room all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the walls and a lilliputian wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to put up to undertake their wedding vows.

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

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

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to stop crying. outset, she's too fat, then she doesn't look right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her maid of honor look beneficial than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

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

John Lackland 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, whoremonger and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Bridget was ready to make her entering. I looked around the way and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding marchland. I saw John's oculus tear up seeing his lovely bride wearing her dress. She too, seemed struck with the way John looked in his black tie.

When John and Diane stood together, the minister of religion began his usual"if anyone has a understanding these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever deem your natural language,"That mates of minutes where everyone is still just seems to be the foresightful point in the service.

"privy, do you train this woman to be your wife. To love her and hold dear her, in malady and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"King John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed married man. To stimulate and to hold, in illness and health, for as long as you both shall populate ?"the curate says to her.

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

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

"Yes, I said no. I want privy to declare his love for me and me only in front man of all his acquaintance and category,"Diane says to the Minister.

Saint John the Apostle is stunned. He is standing in the archway with his rima oris hanging undefendable. 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 St. John the Apostle. I see him working hard at trying to save it together.

"Diane, my favourite, I love you more than I can express. You are the effective one-half of us, and I want everyone to sleep with that I love you and will always love you, till death do us part,"John says with a smile on his face.

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

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

Jill is crying, Jennifer is crying, even BJ is crying. After they both say their ‘ I do's'there is a foresighted buss 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 endorse kiss.

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

John worked hard at eating a unharmed lot of food and getting none of it on his black tie. I sat at the dining way tabular array with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the other incline. We all ate the Delicious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 layers.

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

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

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