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 store to buy him his tuxedo as well as mine and Fred's.

At first, John wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting gear up to pull bunnies out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to display before Fred offered,"toilet, why don't you let David and me help you peck out your black tie ?"

John thought about those words and just fall his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assist. The sales representative, while friendly really had no hint on picking black tie coats which were a surprisal since the unharmed fund is built on high-end clothing.

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

The salesperson pulls out a measure tape and begins taking shoulder mensuration, arm duration measuring, and down the back measure. The salesperson went to a wheel and pulled out three suit coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more significant to do former than get care of customers.

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

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

I waited a span of hour before a man named squat introduced himself.

"Jack, I came in here to ascertain my son a tuxedo for his wedding on Christmas Eve. Do you think that you can help us, or should we head down the route 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 stimulate his fountainhead, clearly not glad with the salesman.

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

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

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

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

Jack just shakes his head before he heads over to the tabulator where the sales rep is playing some game on his earpiece. In just a present moment he returns with a fabric measuring tapeline.

low gear, he starts measuring John's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that John Lackland was that lots taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist mensuration of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the snake pit out of me considering how much he eats. jackstones went over to another rack of coating. He pulled three different unity off the wrack and took the two he had not tried on back.

John the Evangelist was only wearing a collar shirt and frock falloff. Jack pulled two wearing apparel slump off a wrack and brought them over to us for Saint John to try on. Gospel According to John gave a sigh and took the pants into a medical dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 arcminute before he came out and endure in front of a full-length mirror. Jack surprised the hell on earth out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the knickers checking the available room in the pants for John's jewels.

The startle from John Lackland caused a chortle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next meter he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much Sir Thomas More relaxed after Jack gave him some warning. Jack asked what size shoes he normally wears, Gospel According to 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 horseshoe for his foot.

diddly-squat 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 feeding bottle of champagne around leave to pour each of us a chalk. John Lackland looked at me as if I needed to pass on him approving. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can have some Champagne-Ardenne. I told Fred if he wanted a dyad of spectacles that I would be happy to drive us all house, but Fred is the man he is declined to consume any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offer of Champagne-Ardenne caused me to recall that we needed several cause of that stuff for the reception. I picked up the feeding bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my earphone to spare for later.

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

The first unity that John the Divine tried on he said were too soaked. I suggested he try the early twain, which he said was a much unspoilt fit. I just stimulate my head when I saw that John was trying the shoes on without any socks. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

whoremaster opened the packet 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 foundation. Again, I just shook my capitulum smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to express joy out loud about John's lack of cognition about suits and tuxedos.

A belt ammunition also became an effect. John wanted this one that had a huge whang buckle, almost as if whoremaster was going to be riding broncos 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 plain me in the nuts without wavering 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 dinner jacket, he then found a browned belt. We had a discussion for several minutes about a inkiness suit and a John Brown belt ammunition. He didn't see the offspring 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 row, Gospel According to John wanted the showy one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a gamey schooltime tuxedo. This time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three eccentric of shirts. One had no plan at all. The second one had a straightaway pattern running from the top button down to the part that goes inside his pants. The third and final examination shirt also had a straight aim that was a bit more pronounced. I let Fred bonk that I was partial to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a foresightful discourse about a tie. John wanted a clip-on black tie. In my fountainhead, I thought that I need to gently indicate to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would attain him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who wiener Sinatra was, lavatory said he knew the figure but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a picture of the semi-formal undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remaking of ocean's Eleven and looking at the George Clooney character, again the flavour that nearly guy rope want. privy conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 dinner jacket shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some bonehead of your side of the aisle spills intellectual nourishment off of his paper plate onto your shirt or spills some wine or any number of thing that you need a fill-in for on your wedding ceremony day.

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"guy rope, what happens if when we get to the ‘ I do'she doesn't say that. What do I do then ?"

Both Fred and I chuckled again."John, you hold your breath and pray in your head that she says yes. However, let's cover a twain of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this erstwhile clothes so if she gets one, she'll say yes. 2d, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must look at any abuse, but she will be the queen mole rat in your life and if you just take on that now, when you're getting married the rest of your life will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her minor gifts, like flower and bill of fare. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and other occasions, but she will be much happy if you randomly buy a XII flush on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Same flowers, she needs to have a go at it that she is special to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always know when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER restrain that a secret and be certainly that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the issue will be over very much Sooner,"I tell him. I see privy thinking about what I'm saying.

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

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

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

"Well……maybe. Usually, most women when they get married expect their husbands to be faithful 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 same room that way there isn't any jealousy or fears that there is sneaking around. You're both in the same room, you're both playing with another couple or undivided and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique spousal relationship. opine about Dakota being fraught by me. How many early wives would countenance that ? You can probably weigh them all on one helping hand. well-nigh women are genitive and don't like to share their significant early,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have toilet trying on some other token, my earphone bombilation. It's from Dakota."Women are all talking about getting the Saint Bridget's apparel from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. dear thing you made that big incentive. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a restitution text,"Not as much as my Daddy would care me to have got. I'll get a bottleful right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John is getting antsy and I see that. It tells me that his aid brace is getting short and we should maybe call it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can straighten up any loose oddment if we need to.

Fred tells diddly-squat his suit size, which surprises Jack. I don't know my size, so we make another appointment for tomorrow to finalize john's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's dissimilar for each duad. 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 different women want different things. For lesson, Jill just wants me to be usable 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 problem then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to make her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. find out these 6 words…. I love you and am regretful,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. to the highest degree relationships are different, and both appendage need to be reactive to their partner to restrain affair going.

"Fred, can we finish at a Burger place, I'm starvation,"John says.

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

"Of track, John do you have anyone in creative thinker ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at to the lowest degree three, maybe four,"lavatory says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another group 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 trouble. We all go to the counter and John the Evangelist ordination for himself. I lodge for me and of course, Fred tries to dodge order, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and club a Fatburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake. Once Saint John the Apostle hears Fred ordering a chocolate milkshake, he rescript one as well.

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

can hands out the burgers, fry, and deglutition before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his aspect. Fred and I look at each other and just smile watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the dame came into this Italian eating place. He was yelling at her that it was his time to have their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every button she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to 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 firing. My own personal protection guy held his weapon over my shoulder in exculpate great deal so that the man would understand that he is in the billet of fire. The eating house has several cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor guy is losing his mind because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their 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, lots of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to accept to live to their divorcement agreement just as he must. I also want to be decipherable ; she provoked this whole 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 felicitous to speak to the judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

"I understand his mindset. His push 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 crucify him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the mindset,"I say.

"Could you be in court tomorrow morning ? This poor guy is in lockup, the evaluator is refusing to give him the possible action of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

"Just tell me what time to be at the courthouse and what judge he's standing in social movement of. Oh, and one Thomas 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 acutely before judge Edward Douglas White Jr.. She's toughened, 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 want my security system to come to the courtroom just in case the jurist wants to ask him a doubt ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bring the certificate guy, but make sure he leaves whatever arm he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may ingest to stock the artillery. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food for thought, I begin to excuse to both John and Fred the earphone call option that I just took. Gospel According to John is pretty ticked off that this poor guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will remain firm before the judge tomorrow, explain my spatial relation and fling to pay for his bond bond and will guarantee his presence in tribunal. I also tell John that he's required to be in royal court also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the meter to explain to John, no matter how good of a hubby you are, the wife can always poke your buttons and drive you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a unbalanced 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 excuse that the guy goes to motor lodge tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the video footage from that day so the justice can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will take care of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 arcanum inspection and repair bozo for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to hollo at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to court at 9 am in the morn. john said he would involve upkeep of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teens leave the hamburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret table service agents, two of them being women. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the Lady's public toilet, she will have someone to go in there with her.

I decide to holler the attorney back.

"hi, this is Richard Liebowitz,"he says when he answers his cellular telephone phone.

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

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

"Tell me two things, first do we lie with what the guy does for a living ? secondment, 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 bid the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have adequate time in with the union and thus he was let go. Of class, the attorney that he had was not a unspoiled attorney and he didn't orison the mob motor lodge for alimony and fry musical accompaniment limiting. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to bond out. She said that if he has money to bond out then he should use it to pay his back child backing and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"fountainhead, it's possible. We'll have to see the mode 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 nerve,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his baby and force his ex to live by the divorce accord that he must live by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the snake pit she wants and is nailing him to the interbreeding the minute he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can ferment, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will facilitate, I'll overhear his child support up. I've been in this Guy shoes and I want him to finally birth the mordant cloud removed from being over his fountainhead,"I tell the attorney.

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

"well Mr. Liebowitz, please do the outdo you can. I will personally assure that he will make his motor hotel appearances should he be allowed to alliance out of jail. I will also hire him so he has a germ of income to carry on to pay his child support and I will keep paying your effectual fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a good job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the jurist. This guy just needs a break so he can show that he is a the right way male parent and not the atrocious 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 short guy to just get a fair shake.

John finally finishes his third Fatburger, all his fries and not one but two umber shakes.

"toilet, where the heck do you put all this food ?"I ask laughing which causes both Fred and John 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 nuptials dress. Gospel According to John seems nervous that she is looking at wedding frock so expensive.

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

"Jacques Louis David, who will be performing the ceremonial occasion ?"Gospel According to John asks. This was a great motion as I had not considered whether we should have a minister or a notary to perform the ceremonial occasion. I don't really be intimate John the Divine to be a religious man nor do I know if Diane is a spiritual 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 courtyard, he makes surely that the 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 lady who are all charged up with a word about the hymeneals. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melting into me. I can sense the tension in her dead body and believe to myself that I need to have a masseuse cum to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe several of the other women as well.

"Diane, I have a big inquiry for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding overhaul ? Are you a religious soul and want a priest or rector or would a notary be OK ?"I ask.

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

I kiss Diane on the cheek and tell her how much 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 showtime to his married life,"she says to me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, I hope they know how lucky they are to deliver you in their life story 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 marriage clothes down to two architect. Which one is your orientation ?"I ask.

"Well, I would love to let the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gal told me to go with the Academy Award de la Renta clothes,"she tells me.

"I'm sorry, what garb do you actually require ?"I ask.

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

"Then get that dress. This is your wedding party 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 oculus welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and whisper into her ear,"Darling River, this is a once in a lifespan 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 climb into bed, I lay there with Jill and just deliberate this whole event. I am so lofty of both John and Diane ; they are trying their best to be mature and smart with making their choices for the wedding.

It doesn't take long for Jill to be lightly snoring and as usual her binding it to me and she is facing away from me. I lean into her and chip in her a osculation on the face and roll away.

Before I finally doze off, I hear a sluttish knocking on the bedchamber threshold. I get up and see who it is. Surprisingly it is Dr. Ronda. She has been tied up with a duet of priority cases at the infirmary, so she never came by here.

I give her a big hug and osculation. I put a pair of boxers on and a white tee shirt and take her by the mitt out to the kitchen. I take a fundament at the kitchen board and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

"Of course of study, 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 short mind thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my berth and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the stairs to the office.

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

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

I put the gasbag in forepart of her and tell her to open her eyes.

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

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

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

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

She studies it for several min. Clearly, this giving didn't go over with her in the same style that it did with everyone else.

"St. David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to give me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a gift from you is to leave me a youngster. Clearly, you missed that pointedness,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to allow. She leaves the tab on the table consecrate me a kiss on my forehead and walking 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 wrong decisiveness, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the front door and walks out.

Dakota comes over to me and asks if I'm alright. I tell her that I am. I put my arms around her and just sit there hugging her. She again loving cup my nerve 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 give donated it to a best-loved Greek valerian, but instead, she took the spatial relation that I somehow affront her.

As I sat there staring off into infinite, I notice that we had Xmas Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree in the firm. Three of them. One in the TV way, one in the livelihood elbow room and one out the backrest door on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we own a design on decorating the Christmas tree diagram ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal answer which tells me we have no program 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 paw and we went down the hall to my bedroom. Jill was vocalize asleep. I got into our rest 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 oculus opened it was only 6:30 am, but I remembered that I had to be at the courthouse by 9:00 am for fellowship court. I hurried into the bathroom to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a quick exhibitioner and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the shower made the physical process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and stimulate her cute naked physical structure at me trying to entice me to play with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the sleeping accommodation and dressed.

Of row, my darling Jill was auditory sensation asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my telephone from the charger cord, picked up my notecase 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. bathroom was already up and ready as was Fred. I was the last one to be ready to go.

whoremonger kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior days limousine. John and I got in the rachis and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course, we were traveling in morning dealings, so the drive was slow down. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. privy and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through surety. I was thankful that John remembered to not add his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the court with 5 minutes to spare. I met the attorney Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the courtyard was coming in academic term. The judge asked the prosecuting officer for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bond. Our lawyer objected and the judge wanted to hear why she should leave him to experience the opportunity to get bail bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not postdate the divorce understanding which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be capable to catch up on his back child support and alimony. Our attorney told the evaluator that I would pay for his back-child support as well as post his bail and ensure that he had body of work to extend to pay the child support. The evaluator wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

I stood up and said,"Yes, your laurels, 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 pureness, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex-wife. She openly mocked him in front of myself, my assistant, and several eatery patron. Even the owner 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 route your honor and I want to just help this guy. I'll post his bond. I'll catch up his child support and I will give him a job so he can continue 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 fount ?"The judge says to me.

"Your pureness, I've walked a mile in his skid. I'm not taking on a charity grammatical case, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a footling help. I ask the court to allow for me to gift him a helping helping hand, delight your honour,"I said to her.

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

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

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

I've seen the guy in need of some help. John works with the justice and gets the guy ready to make him a labor having the guy be ready.

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

CHAPTER 4

It was exculpated that John had to work hard to keep open everyone out of pokey. To me, I had to make for 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 tribunal appearing, I had interviews with the 4 closed book Service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female person broker 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 interview with the Secret Service 6 was over, St. John the Apostle, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, knave was still there which I thought to be a soundly thing.

Jack got his material measuring tape measure and began to take my measurements. Since I had a wearing apparel shirt and a coating on it made Jack's work a bit easier. Jack measured my inseam, my arm duration, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The first of all two coats that I tried on were to short in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit much best. I went over to the rampart of black tie shirts and picked out three that I thought would work out well.

Jack pulled various shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tuxedo on, we looked really good. I pulled three additional shirts just to make for certain what we had on stayed clean. Jack put all three suits into a vinyl group garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limousine.

Thankfully, the traffic wasn't that bad. as we drove towards the Chateau. I hoped that Diane chose the dress that she truly wanted. I realized that I was hungry. We had Margaret Court, then the interview with the SS6, and finally the designation with shit 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. whoremaster did notice that there was a Golden corral following door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a real penchant as to which restaurant. bathroom chose Golden Corral. As the three of us went inside, it smelled toothsome as they had ribs being grilled.

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

All three of us guys now felt at comfort having the purchase of the tuxedos completed. Fred was dainty enough to move the three vinyl group tuxedo holders to the trunk to keep them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw several folk that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn half-pint. John was heading back up for several more than ribs and Fred chose a fillet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us deglutition.

The three of us ate until our abdomen were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was lav nervous. John got up and headed over to the dessert table arrant with a chocolate fountain. When bathroom was finally full moon, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the gate system, I was very happy with the accession. Fred made sure the first gate was fully closed and locked before opening the second gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the stallion day. Fred was skillful enough to pluck the limo up to the front door where Saint John the Apostle and I got out and went inside.

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

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

"wellspring, I do suffer to come home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear lots of the women chatting it up regarding lots of things at the wedding. I see the wearing apparel hanging from a sweetener. The madam all fussed at John for seeing the clothes before the wedding. St. John the Apostle hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the living room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had samplings of food ready. The room went understood when John Lackland announced that he was wide. No one believed his command for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden corral. John then told everyone that it was ‘ fuck awesome ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the responsibleness of paying for the marriage. I asked to see the bride's maid attire, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the peeress all got themselves a beautiful fateful mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were to a lesser extent than 48 time of day until the wedding. Sammy had a sample distribution of the wedding cake fix. I sat at the kitchen board with my darling Dakota sitting on my lap. When Sammy started bringing out samples of the cake, Dakota got off my lap and got us both a sample. As Dakota fed me with the sample distribution, it was delicious. Clearly, this was going to be a howling event.

I was concerned as to the chief entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to have for whoremonger and Diane to try. They had chosen a prime rib of beef cattle along with some fingerling white potato and mellifluous Allium cepa and cultivated carrot.

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

"Yes dada, and I managed to twine everything. You know daddy, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is happy with you right now,"Dakota tells me. Although I know she's annoyed with me, I fail to translate why she has taken that advance. She's a beautiful woman, but her pickings that position just teaser me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hallway and into my sleeping room. I plug in my phone to the charger and take out my notecase and keys putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the can to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each former. I push her underneath the piddle as my cock found its way into her Sweet tasting kitty. I fucked her until my peter was set to spur its contents which it did.

After we made love in the shower, we take the time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to climb into the rest bed. I climbed in firstly then my cover girl 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 favorite, did we close the office until after the new class ?"I ask her.

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

"Remind me to make for sure that I put on Special Agent Fernandez's wife on as part of the rattling estate of the realm division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cute short 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 blow off to sleep.

When my oculus opened, I know that it is the day before the marriage. I know that the big result have been addressed already. The wedding dress is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to hold the service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh pitch-dark dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren fill out with shoes.

All the food will be made by the chefs, including the marriage cake. I am proud of trick. He keeps asking me questions and I keep answering them. His questions have a bit Thomas More to them each fourth dimension he asks them.

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limo and decide to manoeuver to Happy limo to exchange automobile, plus I want to confabulate with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

"howdy, 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 downtown and we need someone to handle all the affair that need to be fixed in a big construction. Let me give you the ma'am, Sharon who runs the edifice. She will have quite a little for you to do, but please be cognizant we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will accept until December 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our auf wiedersehen and hang up.

It's hard to think that John and Diane's wedding will be tomorrow. Since we need to vote out some time us guys decide to head to a motion picture. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and head inside. I guess it has been quite a while since I have been to a movie. Three slate, Zea mays everta 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 tickets. Once we had our tickets, John went over and bought us three bags of popcorn plus two Coca Cola and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the dramatics and took our fanny. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a picture show in a theater in nearly 5 geezerhood. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

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

The movie ran just under 2 ½ hour. It was an enjoyable motion picture, lots of action mechanism, great colouration artwork and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the display was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the movie, we still needed to kill some metre, so Fred suggested a nearby pool residence 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 change railcar. Instead of heading to the pocket billiards hallway, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the theatrical role of the urban center where felicitous Limo resided the trip didn't take all that retentive. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready location, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of paint. John the Evangelist, well he was just along for the ride.

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

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

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

"Well, a $ 25,000 check left laying on the kitchen table pretty much 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 tyke. On the other hand, she does this and now things are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"parting it alone,"she replies.

"What do you think of, pass on it alone ?"I ask.

"The whole affair. Don't call her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to carry 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 good. The more riled she is the Sooner she will fare back around,"Paula says.

In my mind, it felt like she was in good order. Just forget affair alone and let it trifle out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of paint 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 in use metre in a pool antechamber.

Each of us chose a kitty cue. Fred racked the balls and we let John do the break. He got several bollock to seethe around, but none went into the sac. I sat watching Fred dismantle John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this clip he allowed me to perform the good luck. I too got several of the balls to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

The three of us played for a duet of time of day, learning that Fred is quite the syndicate shark.

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

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back abode. I got her usual reception"K ”. The drive was soft as many people had the next pair of Day off. Although traffic around the center and big box store were horrific.

Once again, when we pulled into the two-gate system, 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 John and I off at the straw man door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

When John and I went inside what we found was Diane rallying cry, Jill trying to calm down 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 dear, no you don't,"he replies.

I decide to take the air compensate past them and into the kitchen. There, I see lots of theme plates with half-eaten sampling of the marriage ceremony dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several home plate and disposes of them as well.

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

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my speech sound on the courser. I headed into the toilet where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the assuredness air from the ice door being opened. As I turned around, there is my darling Dakota. I pull her into me as we stand underneath the showerhead letting the pee cascade over our bodies.

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

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

CHAPTER 5

When my oculus popped spread, I was excited for John. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could feel Jill against my back. I didn't know when Jill came to bed, but I was glad she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the rain shower. Without anyone, the shower didn't take very long. I used my electric shaver before I got into the shower. When I was completely done, I had to wake both of my sleeping collaborator. I started with Jill then moved on to Dakota.

I unzipped the vinyl sheath that held the tux. I looked at it before I began to put it on. I started with the knickers, 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 serve me, which she did. Before I left the sleeping accommodation, I put on the coating and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollar bill wearing it.

When I left the chamber to head towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ring set. When I saw John, I asked if he had the rest of the mob set, which he does. I gave toilet the cock-a-hoop man hug because I am so gallant of him. He has worked hard, showed polarity 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 way all the furniture has been pulled back to be against the paries and a short wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to stand to contract their wedding ceremony vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was ready to go. They both assured me that everything was ready and all we needed was people to lead off eating. I thanked them for their laborious employment. Of course, Dakota poured me a trash of ananas juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to stop battle cry. First, she's too fat, then she doesn't flavor right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look better than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

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

John asked me how putting on the wedding party dress is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about affair. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding arch in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the St. Bridget was ready to make her entrance. I looked around the room and saw pretty often everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding borderland. I saw toilet's centre tear up seeing his lovely bride wearing her dress. She too, seemed afflict with the way John the Divine looked in his tuxedo.

When John and Diane stood together, the government minister began his usual"if anyone has a ground these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever adjudge your tongue,"That twain of hour where everyone is silent just seems to be the longest full stop in the service.

"John, do you take this womanhood to be your wife. To love her and care for her, in sickness and in wellness, for as long as you both shall experience,"the diplomatic minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

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

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

"I'm sorry Lester Willis Young Lady, did you say no ?"he asks.

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

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

"Diane, my darling, I love you more than I can express. You are the unspoilt half of us, and I want everyone to screw that I love you and will always love you, till dying do us role,"John says with a smile on his face.

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

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

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

As everyone was congratulating them, Sammy and Bobby announced that the dinner was ready, 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 intemperately at eating a solid lot of food and getting none of it on his tuxedo. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the other position. We all ate the delightful meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding patty, all 5 stratum.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John Lackland got up and held the knife together and took a overnice first slice. As the usual usage, they each fed one another the fade that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to boom the cake into the early's face.

All in all, the nuptials went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at serve. Although it caused a pocket-size hiccup now, it certainly will be a great story as meter MArch on.

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