The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The nuptials

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As each day passed, I could see John getting more uneasy 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 off, John wanted this tuxedo that looked like he was getting ready to pull bunny girl out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to display before Fred offered,"John the Divine, why don't you let Saint David and me help you beak out your tuxedo ?"

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 articulatio humeri and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while well-disposed really had no clue on picking tuxedo coats which were a surprise since the unanimous depot is built on high-end article of clothing.

"bathroom let's start with the colour of the coating. I suggest plain black, no pinstripes and no off-color, just blackamoor. I would evoke we start with a full-length coating that will stop about where your zip fastener will terminate,"I say to him.

The sales rep pulls out a measuring tape and begins taking shoulder measurements, arm length mensuration, and down the bet on measurement. The salesperson went to a wrack and pulled out three suit coating. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more significant to do other than take away guardianship 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 moment, I'll birdsong him for you,"I was told.

I waited a couple of moment before a man named jackfruit introduced himself.

"diddly-squat, I came in here to find my son a tuxedo for his wedding on Christmas Eve. Do you suppose that you can help oneself us, or should we head down the road to one of your contender ?"I ask.

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

"No, but your salesman took measure and then handed me these three coats and walked away,"I tell him. He just shake off his head, clearly not felicitous with the salesman.

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

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

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

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

laborer just shakes his head before he heads over to the comeback where the sales representative is playing some game on his earphone. In just a bit he returns with a textile measuring tape.

low gear, he starts measuring john's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that John was that much taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a shank mensuration of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. mariner went over to another wrack of coats. He pulled three unlike ones off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

John was only wearing a arrest shirt and frock slacks. diddley pulled two frock slack off a wrack and brought them over to us for John to try on. Saint John the Apostle gave a sigh and took the pants into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 bit before he came out and stick out in front of a full-length mirror. old salt surprised the pit out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the pants checking the useable way in the pants for John's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack warned him the next clock time he was going to be grabbing on john. He seemed much Thomas More relaxed after Jack gave him some warning. diddly asked what size skid he normally wears, whoremonger told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to let just that whit of additional room in the shoe for his foot.

diddly-squat went over to this immense video display of shoe and pulled two twain and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful young college-aged gal bringing a bottleful of champagne around leave to pelt each of us a spyglass. whoremonger looked at me as if I needed to give him approval. I gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to vocally ask if he can induce some champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a duad of glasses that I would be well-chosen to get us all home base, but Fred is the man he is declined to consume any Champagne-Ardenne until we get back to the house.

The offering of Champagne-Ardenne caused me to think that we needed respective font of that poppycock for the reception. I picked up the bottle and looked at the recording label. It read Korbel, I put it on my sound to save up for later.

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

The inaugural ones that John tried on he said were too tight. I suggested he try the early pair, which he said was a much well fit. I just shake 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 duet that said it would fit up to size 14.

John opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the Sami but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just shook my head smiling the whole time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out loud about John's lack of knowledge about courtship and tuxedos.

A swath also became an military issue. John wanted this one that had a huge belt buckle, almost as if John Lackland was going to be riding bronc instead of walking down an aisle to be married. If I had let Saint John get the belt that he wanted, both Jill and Dakota would plain me in the ball without vacillation and I wasn't about to let that happen.

After Fred and I convinced him that the big knock buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a Brown University belt. We had a discussion for several minutes about a lightlessness wooing and a brown belt. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an subject. 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 course, Gospel According to John wanted the loud one they had, with ruffles as it belonged to a high school tuxedo. This clock time I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three eccentric of shirts. One had no design at all. The second one had a straight pattern running from the top clitoris down to the part that goes inside his pant. The tierce and final shirt also had a straightaway design that was a bit more say. I let Fred lie with that I was fond to the endorsement shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a long treatment about a tie. toilet wanted a clip-on black tie. In my headway, I thought that I need to gently suggest to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would have him attend regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, john said he knew the name but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google Frank and when he did there was a photo of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of sea's Eleven and face at the George Clooney character, again the spirit that most guys want. John the Evangelist conceded the point.

At Fred's hint, we got 5 tux shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some blockhead of your side of the aisle spills food off of his paper plate onto your shirt or spills some wine-coloured or any telephone number of thing that you need a relief for on your wedding day.

And then it happened, Gospel According to John asked THE enquiry,"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."John, you hold your breath and pray in your head that she says yes. However, let's cover a couple of things, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time dress so if she gets one, she'll say yes. Second, between now and forever, she owns you. Don't EVER forget that. Now, I'm not saying that you must lease any abuse, but she will be the Queen in your biography and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the sleep of your life-time will go smooth. tierce, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her diminished gifts, like flowers and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on female parent's Day, your anniversary, and other social occasion, but she will be much happier if you randomly buy a dozen flowers on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the Same flowers, she needs to roll in the hay that she is exceptional to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always sleep with when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER keep that a orphic and be sure that you listen to your married woman when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the issue will be over a good deal sooner,"I tell him. I see John the Divine thinking about what I'm saying.

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

"Of course of action, 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 other women ? Can I still do that ?"Saint John the Apostle asks.

"Well……maybe. Usually, most cleaning woman when they get get married expect their husband to be faithful to them and not whore around. Now, if both of you decided to run 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 twain or single and everyone is happy,"I tell him.

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

"No, you're justly. Jill and I have a alone spousal relationship. intend about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many former wives would allow that ? You can probably numerate them all on one hand. nearly cleaning lady are possessive and don't like to share their substantial early,"I explain.

While Fred and old salt have John trying on some former items, my sound buzz. It's from Dakota."adult female are all talking about getting the bride's dress from either Dolce & Gabbana or Academy Award De La Renta. adept thing you made that big bonus. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a return text,"Not as often as my Daddy would like me to have. I'll get a feeding bottle right now and get one for Jill and Diane,"Dakota tells me. I smile when I see the answer.

John is getting itchy and I see that. It tells me that his attention brace is getting shortly and we should maybe send for it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a working day and thus we can tidy up any loose ends if we need to.

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

CHAPTER 2

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

"fountainhead, it's different for each distich. One affair that I can tell you is if she tells you that she doesn't want you to do something, then don't be pudding head. Don't do it,"I tell him.

"And that repair it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different womanhood want dissimilar thing. For case, Jill just wants me to be available 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 crap her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. teach 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. well-nigh family relationship are dissimilar, and both members need to be reactive to their partner to keep things going.

"Fred, can we stop at a hamburger billet, I'm starving,"john says.

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

"Of course of instruction, John do you receive anyone in mind ?"

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

I see Fred continually look around for possible fuss. We all go to the parry and John lodge for himself. I order for me and of course, Fred tries to parry ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and orders a Fatburger, fries and a burnt umber milk shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a hot chocolate milkshake, he orderliness one as well.

I pay for the completely repast and Saint John the Apostle carries the tray to a table. I see Fred keeping an eye on the teenagers. I somehow don't feeling threatened by them as I did at the eating house that Night.

John hands out the burgers, french fries, and drinks before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his aspect. Fred and I look at each former and just grinning watching privy and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the noblewoman came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his prison term to have their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every button she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to wrick their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging comments about the guy and his power to be a parent. I stepped forward towards him. He pulled out a 9mm and held it towards me. He was begging for her to contribute him their son, but she kept antagonizing him. She even stepped behind her son putting him in the line of flaming. My own personal security guy held his weapon over my articulatio humeri in readable sight so that the man would translate that he is in the business line of attack. The eating place has respective cameras that I think should be shown to the judge. This hapless guy is losing his mind because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorce decree,"I explain to my lawyer.

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

"Absolutely ! This guy is at his wit 's end and he needs help, flock of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to take in to hold out to their divorce agreement just as he must. I also want to be well-defined ; she provoked this whole incident and then hid behind their son so she could tell the judge that he put their son in harm 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be happy to speak to the judge on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

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

"Could you be in court tomorrow dawn ? This poor guy is in lockup, the jurist is refusing to devote him the theory of bonding out,"Leibowitz asks me.

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

"OK, Mr. Greene tomorrow at 9 am sharp before judge White River. She's tough, but she's usually fair in domestic cases,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"fountainhead, did you not want my security to fare to the courtroom just in caseful the justice wants to ask him a question ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to bestow the security department guy, but make sure as shooting he leaves whatever artillery he carries in the car. Do not even try to bring the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may have to carry the weapon. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food, I begin to excuse to both can and Fred the phone call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this pitiful guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the judge tomorrow, explain my view and fling to pay for his bail bond and will assure his presence in court. I also tell John that he's required to be in courtroom also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to excuse to John, no topic how good of a husband you are, the married woman can always stab your clitoris and driving you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a crazy man telling this to John just Day before he is set to get married.

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

whoremonger reminds me that we have the 4 mystery Service Guy for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to call at to the lowest degree one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to tourist court at 9 am in the morning. John said he would take care of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the finish two teenager leave the hamburger eating house. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret Service factor, two of them being women. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the noblewoman's public convenience, she will have someone to go in there with her.

I decide to promise the attorney back.

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

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

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

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

"fountainhead, it probably would be seen favorably by the jurist if you were to tender the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough meter in with the union and thus he was let go. Of class, the attorney that he had was not a trade good attorney and he didn't petition the kinfolk courtroom for alimony and nestling support modification. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the justice allowing him to alliance out. She said that if he has money to Bond out then he should use it to pay his spinal column shaver support 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 climate 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 face,"the attorney asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex-wife can evoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and thrust his ex-wife to be by the divorce agreement that he must survive by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the second he doesn't follow their divorcement agreement. Could you possibly get the maintenance eliminated ? She clearly can go, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will serve, I'll catch his small fry support up. I've been in this guys skid and I want him to finally accept the black cloud removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

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

"fountainhead Mr. Liebowitz, please do the safe you can. I will personally guarantee that he will micturate his motor inn visual aspect should he be allowed to Bond out of jail. I will also hire him so he has a source of income to extend to pay his tike bread and butter and I will proceed paying your sound fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a right job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a jailbreak so he can show that he is a in good order Church Father and not the horrible individual 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 third gear Fatburger, all his tike and not one but two deep brown shakes.

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

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

"John, 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 whole affair.

"Jacques Louis David, who will be performing the ceremonial occasion ?"John asks. This was a outstanding question as I had not considered whether we should let a minister or a notary public to perform the ceremony. I don't really know lav to be a religious man nor do I know if Diane is a religious mortal 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 sure that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and head inside the firm. We are greeted by a wholly lot of women who are all charged up with a discussion about the marriage. Out of all of them, I only manage about three cleaning woman. Jill, Dakota, and of course of instruction Diane.

I walk over to Diane and give her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can sense the tenseness in her physical structure and cogitate to myself that I need to have a masseuse come to the Chateau to yield Diane and massage and maybe several of the other women as well.

"Diane, I have a big question for you. Who do you want to perform the wedding help ? Are you a religious person and want a non-Christian priest or minister or would a notary be OK ?"I ask.

"dad, we've already called a curate to perform the Robert William Service. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the wedding party dinner for three Nox from tonight. Jill picked the eating house,"Diane tells me.

I kiss Diane on the cheek and severalise her how practically Jill and I love her. The next person that I see to verbalise with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so skittish. I want bathroom to own a corking beginning to his married living,"she says to me.

"Not to occupy, John the Divine will be just fine. How goes thing on Diane's slope of the aisle ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your married woman has taken mission and has her supporter BJ and this other gal Danni getting rafts of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

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

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

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

"Of course, 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 life to induce things light 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 ceremony dress down to two designers. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"wellspring, 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 desire ?"I ask.

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

"Then get that dress. This is your nuptials and I want you to give birth it the way you want it. You get to ca-ca these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her middle welling up. I kiss her on the nerve and whisper into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a lifetime effect. 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 regard this whole event. I am so proud of both lavatory and Diane ; they are trying their best to be fledged and smart with making their choices for the wedding.

It doesn't take long for Jill to be lightly snoring and as usual her back it to me and she is facing away from me. I lean into her and consecrate her a kiss on the cheek and roll away.

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

I give her a big hug and osculation. I put a distich of shorts on and a blank tee shirt and pick out her by the hired man out to the kitchen. I take a keister at the kitchen table and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

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

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

I put the gasbag in movement of her and separate her to open her eyes.

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

She carefully opens it and removes the handicap that is inside. She looks at is and a perplex spirit comes across her face.

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

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

She studies it for several minutes. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the same fashion 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 batch of money. What I want as a gift from you is to give me a shaver. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the check on the table fall in me a kiss on my forehead and walks towards the straw man 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 determination, but I'm not running after her. She gets to the front doorway 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 cup my fount and kisses me back very romantically. My brain is all jumbled up with Ronda's choice. In my judgment, if she didn't want the money, she could hold donated it to a pet charity, but instead, she took the perspective that I somehow insulted her.

As I sat there staring off into place, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the house. Three of them. One in the TV way, one in the aliveness room and one out the rearwards room access on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we have a programme on decorating the Christmas Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ?"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 turn to 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 posterior and took Dakota by the manus and we went down the hall to my sleeping room. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our log Z's 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 eye 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 lavatory to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a quick shower and shampooed my fuzz. Of course, being alone in the shower made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the lav and shake up 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 sleeping room and dressed.

Of course, my darling Jill was well-grounded asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger electric cord, 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 was already up and fix as was Fred. I was the utmost one to be gear up to go.

whoremonger kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior daytime limo. John the Evangelist and I got in the rachis and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of line, we were traveling in dawn traffic, so the ride was dim. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. King John and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through protection. I was thankful that John remembered to not play his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the courtroom with 5 transactions to save. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the motor lodge was coming in session. The evaluator asked the public prosecutor for a motility which he gave to not permit my guy to get bail bond. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to get a line why she should allow him to have the opportunity to get bail bond. 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 overhear up on his back child living and alimony. Our attorney told the judge that I would pay for his back-child bread and butter as well as post his bail bond and ensure that he had work to continue to pay the child support. The justice wanted to talk to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your accolade, 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 respective restaurant supporter. Even the proprietor of the eatery saw how she openly poked his buttons. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your award and I want to just help oneself this guy. I'll post his bail. I'll catch up his youngster living and I will give way him a job so he can continue to pay encourage child support,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your award, I've walked a geographical mile in his skid. I'm not taking on a Jacob's ladder pillow slip, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all citizenry need is just a petty aid. I ask the court to allow me to give him a helping helping hand, please your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, I'm going to take away a gamble on you. I probably shouldn't but I will, just this once. If he screws up even a hiccup he'll be back in jail and will stay there for quite a while. I am truly instill that you want to help oneself a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could have caused a gravid amount of money of injury to his ex-wife and son. But I'm willing to give him one shot to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at least a class in slammer. Do I make myself straighten out Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

"Yes, your honor, 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 pauperism of some help. John works with the judge and gets the guy fix to make him a project having the guy be ready.

It was light 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 clink. I made sure that the guy was prepared to do what he needed to do to stay out of jail.

CHAPTER 4

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

After the court of law appearance, I had interviews with the 4 enigma armed service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female federal agent to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Once the consultation with the secret Service 6 was over, St. John the Apostle, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, jak was still there which I thought to be a respectable thing.

Jack got his cloth measuring mag tape and began to ingest my mensuration. Since I had a dress shirt and a coat on it made labourer's work a bit well-situated. Jack measured my inseam, my sleeve length, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the wrack and had me try things on. The first-class honours degree two coating that I tried on were to short-circuit in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit much better. I went over to the paries of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would mold well.

mariner pulled various shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the total tux on, we looked really good. I pulled three additional shirts just to make sure enough what we had on stayed clean. Jack put all three wooing into a vinyl garment bag. I paid for it all and we headed back out to the limo.

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

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for tiffin. John the Evangelist did notice that there was a Golden corral next door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulders. Neither Fred nor I had a real 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 loudness of food at Golden corral looked majuscule. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. trick, of class, went right for the costa and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us bozo now felt at ease having the purchase of the tuxedos completed. Fred was nice enough to affect the three vinyl radical tuxedo holders to the trunk to continue them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw respective class that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn shrimp. John the Divine was heading back up for several More costa and Fred chose a filet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drinks.

The three of us ate until our bellies were fully. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was John skittish. bathroom got up and headed over to the sweet table gross with a chocolate fountain. When St. John the Apostle 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 system, I was very well-chosen with the addition. Fred made sure the first gate was fully closed and locked before opening the minute logic gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was nice enough to pull the limo up to the forepart door where John and I got out and went inside.

Of track, once King John and I were present, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly enough, Jennifer was the showtime one to come near me.

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

"Well, I do induce to come home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear heap of the women chatting it up regarding lots of things at the wedding. I see the dress hanging from a sweetener. The lady all fussed at John for seeing the dress before the wedding. lav hung his brain once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the livelihood room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had sampling of intellectual nourishment ready. The elbow room went unsounded when John Lackland announced that he was full. No one believed his statement for a minute.

I tell everyone that we had dinner at Golden Corral. John then told everyone that it was ‘ fucking awe-inspiring ’. 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 bride's maid dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the Lady all got themselves a beautiful black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were to a lesser extent than 48 60 minutes until the wedding. Sammy had a sampling of the wedding cake ready. 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, it was luscious. Clearly, this was going to be a wonderful event.

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and prepare to have for john and Diane to sample. They had chosen a bloom rib of beef along with some fingerling murphy and sweet-scented Allium cepa and carrots.

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

"Yes Daddy, and I managed to twine everything. You know pop, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is well-chosen 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 womanhood, but her taking that attitude just puzzles 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 principal entrée and Sammy works on making the wedding party cake.

I take Dakota's bridge player and gently take the air her down the hallway and into my bedroom. I plug in my earpiece to the charger and call for out my wallet and key fruit putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the toilet to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each other. I push her underneath the weewee as my stopcock found its way into her sweet sample snatch. I fucked her until my cock was fix 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 chamber to climb into the eternal sleep bed. I climbed in outset then my cover girl Dakota followed wiggling her cute minuscule ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room table talking some more about the wedding.

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

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

"Remind me to crap for sure that I put on Special agentive role Fernandez's wife on as part of the genuine estate of the realm segmentation,"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 commit her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to drift off to sleep.

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

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

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

As we are driving, my speech sound rings.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, I just wanted to call you and give thanks you for promising the judge that you will watch 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.

"fountainhead, my company owns a multistory building business district and we need someone to treat all the things that need to be fixed in a vauntingly edifice. Let me gift you the Lady, Sharon who runs the building. She will have plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorsill of Christmas 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 sayonara and hang up.

It's hard to think that John and Diane's marriage ceremony will be tomorrow. Since we need to down some time us guys decide to head to a picture. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking service department and read/write head inside. I guess it has been quite a while since I have been to a movie. Three tag, popcorn and drinks cost 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 just the ticket, John the Evangelist went over and bought us three bag of popcorn plus two Cokes and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the theater and took our seats. Fred made mention that he hasn't been to see a moving-picture show in a theater of operations in nearly 5 class. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

It was form of good story that three grown men went to the movie together, but then again what else do we have to do ?

The flick ran just under 2 ½ hours. It was an enjoyable movie, lots of natural action, bully gloss art and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the show was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

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

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

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

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

"fountainhead, a $ 25,000 assay left laying on the kitchen table pretty much tells the history,"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 minor. 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 mean, leave it alone ?"I ask.

"The whole thing. Don't birdcall her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to take the money,"Paula says to me.

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

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

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

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

Each of us prefer a consortium cue. Fred racked the nut and we let privy do the break. He got several balls to roll around, but none went into the pocket. I sat watching Fred dismantle King John quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this prison term he allowed me to perform the breach. I too got respective of the balls to affect around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

As dinner party metre 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 home. I got her usual response"K ”. The drive was easygoing as many people had the next couple of Day off. Although traffic around the mall and big box stores were horrendous.

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

Fred dropped lavatory and I off at the front door before he circled the courtyard and parked the limo.

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

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

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk right past them and into the kitchen. There, I see loads of report plates with half-eaten sampling of the wedding dinner. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several plates and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and settle that it is time to direct off to bed as tomorrow we will suffer our very first wedding. I am so lofty of St. John ; he has held it together.

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

We stand there kissing for quite the patch. After we polish off our make-out seance, we take precaution 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 lissome soundbox. I pull her into me as we drift off to sleep.

CHAPTER 5

When my heart popped open, I was excited for John. 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 glad she was there.

I quietly got up and headed into the shower. Without anyone, the shower didn't assume very long. I used my electric automobile electric razor before I got into the exhibitor. 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 knickers, then the shirt and finally the tie. I couldn't quite get the tie and it began to dun me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the bedroom and offered to serve me, which she did. Before I left the bedroom, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The tuxedo was fabulous, and I felt like a million dollars wearing it.

When I left the bedchamber to maneuver towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the ringing set. When I saw John Lackland, I asked if he had the rest of the annulus set, which he does. I gave John the big man hug because I am so majestic of him. He has worked hard, showed signs of maturity, and now has a infant 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 little wooden archway was set up for John and Diane to suffer to undertake their hymeneals vows.

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

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

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

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

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

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

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

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

When Gospel According to John and Diane stood together, the diplomatic minister began his common"if anyone has a reason these two shouldn't be married speak now or forever check your tongue,"That brace of minutes where everyone is silent just seems to be the foresighted stage in the service.

"John Lackland, do you take this woman to be your wife. To love her and care for her, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live,"the minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed husband. To ingest and to concur, in unwellness and health, for as long as you both shall live ?"the Minister says to her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

John worked surd at eating a unscathed lot of food for thought and getting none of it on his tux. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one side of me and Dakota on the other position. We all ate the luscious meal that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 stratum.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and Saint John got up and held the tongue together and took a nice number one slice. As the common tradition, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash the cake into the other's aspect.

All in all, the hymeneals went off without a preventive. It was a beautiful wedding, and everyone looked stunning at religious service. Although it caused a small hiccup now, it certainly will be a great write up as prison term Marche on.

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