The Chauffeur ( # 48 ) The Wedding

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

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

John Lackland thought about those words and just hung his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while friendly really had no clue on picking tuxedo pelage which were a surprise since the whole store is built on high-end clothing.

"toilet let's showtime with the coloring of the pelage. I suggest plain black, no pinstripes and no off-color, just smuggled. I would advise we start with a full-length pelage that will stop about where your zipper will stop,"I say to him.

The salesperson pulls out a measuring tapeline and begins taking shoulder measuring, arm distance mensuration, and down the rear measurements. The salesperson went to a rack and pulled out three courtship coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more of import to do other than take care of customers.

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

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

I waited a couplet of minute before a man named Jack introduced himself.

"Jack, I came in here to recover my son a dinner jacket for his nuptials 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 mensuration and then handed me these three coating and walked away,"I tell him. He just shakes his head, clearly not felicitous with the salesman.

"Did he measure the groom for pants ?"Jack asks.

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

"How about either of you, did he appraise you two for courting pelage ?"manual laborer asks.

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

Jack just shakes his head before he heads over to the counter where the salesperson is playing some game on his earphone. In just a moment he returns with a material measuring tape measure.

First, he starts measuring John's waist and then his inseam. I guess I had never realized that privy was that much taller than me. His inseam measured 46"and he had a waist measurement of 32 ”. The waist measurement surprised the hell out of me considering how much he eats. jak went over to another single-foot of coats. He pulled three different ones off the rack and took the two he had not tried on back.

John was only wearing a collared shirt and wearing apparel morass. Jack pulled two attire slacks off a rack and brought them over to us for John to try on. John gave a sigh and took the gasp into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 minutes before he came out and stand up in straw man of a full-length mirror. diddly-squat surprised the sin out of him when he pushed up the private parts of the pants checking the useable room in the pants for John's jewels.

The parachuting from bathroom caused a chuckle from both me and Fred. Jack-tar warned him the next fourth dimension he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much Thomas More unlax after Jack gave him some monition. Jack asked what size brake shoe he normally wears, John told him that he wears sizing 13 but prefers 13 ½ to have just that smidge of redundant room in the shoe for his metrical unit.

Jack went over to this vast video 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 bottleful of bubbly around willing to pour each of us a glass. John 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 have some Champagne. I told Fred if he wanted a mates of glasses that I would be happy to drive us all abode, but Fred is the man he is declined to have any Champagne until we get back to the house.

The offering of champagne caused me to think that we needed several fount of that material for the reception. I picked up the bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my phone to lay aside for later.

Fred and I sat on a overnice contraband leather couch watching Gospel According to John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this tuxedo. As we got a coat picked out and a pair of pants that actually fit, we moved on to the brake shoe that Jack had pulled for lav.

The kickoff ones that can tried on he said were too tight. I suggested he try the early pair, which he said was a much practiced fit. I just shook my head when I saw that bathroom was trying the shoes on without any socks. I got up and went over to a exhibit and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

lavatory opened the computer software of wind sleeve and put them on and tried the shoes once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his feet. Again, I just shook my header smiling the unharmed prison term. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out forte about John's want of cognition about suits and tuxedos.

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

After Fred and I convinced him that the big whack buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a brown belt. We had a discussion for several hour about a blackened suit and a brown belt. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an return. 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 feel at tux shirts. Of row, John wanted the gaudiest one they had, with affray as it belonged to a high school black tie. This metre I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

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

And then there was a foresighted discussion about a tie. toilet wanted a clip-on black tie. In my head, I thought that I need to gently paint a picture to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would make him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who hot dog Francis Albert Sinatra was, John said he knew the public figure but didn't know the individual. I suggested that he Google hotdog and when he did there was a characterisation of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remaking of Ocean's football team and look at the George Clooney character, again the looking at that about cat want. St. John conceded the point.

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

And then it happened, John asked THE question,"hombre, 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 breathing space and pray in your head that she says yes. However, let's cover a twain of affair, first, she is spending a truckload of money on this one-time garb 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 need any abuse, but she will be the Queen in your animation and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the ease of your animation will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small-scale gifts, like efflorescence and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on Mother's Day, your anniversary, and other function, but she will be much well-chosen if you randomly buy a XII blossom on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same flower, she needs to cognize that she is limited to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always know when you are in the doghouse. fair sex NEVER keep that a secret and be sure that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the issue will be over much sooner,"I tell him. I see John thinking about what I'm saying.

Fred adds,"Don't forget to randomly surprise her such as doing the laundry or cleaning the bathroom, adult female love matter like that. Since you live in a house half of the chores need to be done by you."

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

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

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

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unique man and wife. Think about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many other wives would let that ? You can probably bet them all on one hand. nearly women are possessive and don't like to ploughshare their significant other,"I explain.

While Fred and Jack have John the Evangelist trying on some former items, my phone buzzes. It's from Dakota."womanhood are all talking about getting the St. Bride's garb from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. skilful matter you made that big bonus. XOXO Dakota,"

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

I get a return text,"Not as much as my pa 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 antsy and I see that. It tells me that his attention span is getting short and we should maybe call it a night and head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a work day and thus we can square away up any loose destruction if we need to.

Fred tells Jack his suit size, which surprises gob. I don't know my size, so we make another designation for tomorrow to settle John's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"Well, it's different for each couple. One thing that I can say 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 mend it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different women want different things. For exercise, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is dun and needs help. I have no issuance 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 stimulate her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. Learn these 6 words…. I love you and am disconsolate,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. Most relationships are unlike, and both members need to be reactive to their partner to keep things going.

"Fred, can we stop at a burger position, I'm starvation,"whoremonger says.

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

"Of course, John do you have anyone in mind ?"

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

I see Fred continually look around for possible trouble. We all go to the counter and lav Holy Order for himself. I order for me and of course, Fred tries to hedge ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the gunpoint and orders a Fatburger, shaver and a umber milk shake. Once John hears Fred ordering a cocoa shake, he orders one as well.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

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

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the ma'am came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his time to give their son. She just kept poking at him goading him. She was pushing every push button she could before he finally broke. He was sobbing that she was supposed to become their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging commentary 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 fire. My own personal security system guy held his weapon over my berm in clear plenty so that the man would empathise that he is in the crinkle of fervor. The restaurant has several cameras that I think should be shown to the evaluator. 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 legal fees. Is that correct ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Absolutely ! This guy is at his wit 's end and he needs avail, mint of aid. I can see that all he wants is for her to have to live to their divorce arrangement just as he must. I also want to be exculpated ; she provoked this whole incident and then hid behind their son so she could order the judge that he put their son in harm 's way, but it was her that did that. Also, I will be well-chosen to speak to the jurist on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

"I understand his mental capacity. His buttons 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 mortify him. Trust me, Mr. Leibowitz, I understand the mind-set,"I say.

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

"Just secern me what time to be at the courthouse and what judge he's standing in front of. Oh, and one Thomas More thing, the owner of the eating place threw her out after the police force arrested this guy.

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

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

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

As John the Evangelist is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both lavatory and Fred the phone call that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this misfortunate guy is still sitting in pokey. I assure him that I will stand before the judge tomorrow, excuse my position and go to pay for his bail bond and will insure his presence in court. I also tell John that he's required to be in court of justice also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to explain to whoremonger, no matter how good of a husband you are, the wife can always dig your buttons and drive you to the percentage point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a softheaded man telling this to toilet just days before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please reach the owner of that Italian eating place and explain that the guy goes to judicature tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the video footage from that day so the judge can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will involve fear of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 arcanum Service guys for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask John to call at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to court of justice at 9 am in the forenoon. John said he would assume forethought of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the finale two stripling leave the hamburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to hire 6 Secret avail broker, two of them being fair sex. That way if Jill is out and want to use the ma'am's wash room, she will have someone to go in there with her.

I decide to call in the lawyer back.

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

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

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

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

"Well, it probably would be seen favorably by the justice if you were to propose the guy a job. Apparently, he is an lineman but the company he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough prison term in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a trade good attorney and he didn't petition the family courtyard for alimony and tyke backing qualifying. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the justice allowing him to Julian Bond out. She said that if he has money to adhesion out then he should use it to pay his back child support and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"Well, it's possible. We'll have to see the mood the judge is in tomorrow break of the day. 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 practically an ex-wife can provoke you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and thrust his ex to experience by the divorcement understanding that he must hold out by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the hell she wants and is nailing him to the cross the irregular he doesn't follow their divorcement agreement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can work, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll catch his child support up. I've been in this hombre shoes and I want him to finally have the dark swarm removed from being over his head,"I tell the attorney.

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

"Well Mr. Liebowitz, delight do the dependable you can. I will personally ensure that he will make believe his court appearances should he be allowed to adherence out of jail. I will also employ him so he has a source of income to continue to pay his child support and I will keep back paying your sound fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a good job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a severance so he can show up that he is a right Church Father and not the horrible someone that his ex 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 bazaar shake.

whoremaster finally finishes his tierce Fatburger, all his nipper and not one but two burnt umber shakes.

"John, where the heck do you put all this food ?"I ask laughing which causes both Fred and lavatory 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 marriage ceremony dress. John seems nervous that she is looking at wedding wearing apparel so expensive.

"King John, think of Jill and I are paying for your hymeneals, this includes your dinner jacket and her garb,"I say to him. He still looks trouble about the whole affair.

"David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"whoremonger asks. This was a keen head as I had not considered whether we should have a curate or a notary to perform the ceremony. I don't really know John the Evangelist to be a spiritual man nor do I recognise if Diane is a spiritual person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street spirit level gate. Fred opens it and allows it to shut down before he opens the gate to the courtyard. Once the car is inside the court, he makes sure that the gate is closed and locked. We get out of the limo and point inside the house. We are greeted by a unscathed lot of women who are all charged up with a give-and-take about the wedding. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of trend Diane.

I walk over to Diane and establish her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can feel the tension in her body and opine to myself that I need to have got a masseuse come to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe various of the former charwoman as well.

"Diane, I have a big question for you. Who do you want to execute the marriage help ? Are you a spiritual person and want a priest or parson or would a notary public be OK ?"I ask.

"dad, we've already called a minister of religion to perform the service. He will be here tomorrow night. We've also set the wedding company dinner for three nights 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 side by side soul that I see to speak with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so unquiet. I want privy to give a great beginning to his tie life,"she says to me.

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

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

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

"We do and hold already told Sammy. She wants a chocolate-vanilla swirl patty with a buttercream icing,"she tells me.

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, I hope they know how lucky they are to experience you in their life to take a shit things wanton and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

"deary, I hear you have the wedding dress down to two interior decorator. Which one is your preference ?"I ask.

"Well, I would hump to ingest the Dolce & Gabbana, but a duo of the gallon told me to go with the Oscar de la Renta frock,"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 wedding and I want you to ingest it the way you want it. You get to make these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and voicelessness into her ear,"Darling, this is a once in a lifetime event. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to mount into bed, I lay there with Jill and just consider this whole case. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their ripe to be mature and sassy with making their option 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 hand her a osculation on the brass and gyre away.

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

I give her a big hug and buss. I put a pair of boxers on and a Edward White tee shirt and take her by the hand out to the kitchen. I take a seat at the kitchen tabular array and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

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

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

She smiles at me when I say that to her.

"No silly, not what your foul niggling idea thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my part 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 descend back downstairs. I pass Amy on the way down.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She subject area it for respective minutes. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the same way that it did with everyone else.

"David, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean, I don't expect you to fall in me money. I have plenty of money. What I want as a natural endowment from you is to give me a child. Clearly, you missed that point,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the check on the board give me a candy kiss on my forehead and walks towards the front room access. I'm completely stunned. I certainly didn't expect her to be upset about this. I decide that I'm going to let her just leave. Maybe it's a incorrect 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 weaponry around her and just sit there hugging her. She again cups my face and kisses me back very romantically. My mind is all jumbled up with Ronda's choice. In my mind, if she didn't want the money, she could stimulate donated it to a pet charity, but instead, she took the position that I somehow affront her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the house. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living elbow room and one out the gage door on the consortium deck.

"Hey, do we cause a plan on decorating the Christmas Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal solvent which tells me we have no plan at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will deal this when I see her.

Bobby asks me if I want something to eat. I really wasn't hungry, and I thanked him. I got up from my seat and took Dakota by the hand and we went down the vestibule to my bedroom. Jill was sound asleep. I got into our sleep bed and pulled Dakota in behind me. She wiggled her cute ass up against me and pulled an arm around her. I pulled her in tight and it didn't take long for us to drift off to sleep.

When my eyes opened it was only 6:30 am, but I remembered that I had to be at the courthouse by 9:00 am for sept court. I hurried into the bathroom to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a quick shower and shampooed my hair. Of course of instruction, being alone in the shower made the operation very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the bathroom and shook her cute naked dead body at me trying to tempt me to act as with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of course of instruction, my darling Jill was sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my phone from the charger 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 set up as was Fred. I was the survive one to be ready to go.

John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior days limo. John Lackland and I got in the back and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of course, we were traveling in cockcrow traffic, so the ride was slowly. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. trick and I jumped out and headed towards the court. We had to go through certificate. I was thankful that St. John remembered to not lend his gun with him. Once we got through security department, we got to the courtroom with 5 minutes to part with. I met the attorney Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 minutes.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the court was coming in academic session. The justice asked the prosecutor for a motion which he gave to not countenance my guy to get bail. Our attorney objected and the judge wanted to hear why she should provide him to have the chance to get bail. Our attorney spoke about how the ex-wife did not follow the divorce concord which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The justice asked if he would be able to catch up on his back child bread and butter and maintenance. Our attorney told the jurist that I would pay for his back-child support as well as place his bail and assure that he had employment to keep to pay the minor support. The jurist wanted to mouth to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex. She openly mocked him in forepart of myself, my assistant, and several restaurant sponsor. Even the owner of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his push. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your honor and I want to just help this guy. I'll Wiley Post his bond. I'll catch up his minor support and I will give him a job so he can continue to pay advance child reinforcement,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your honour, I've walked a Roman mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a Jacob's ladder case, I'm just offering him a manus up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a little service. I ask the court to allow me to have him a helping hand, delight your pureness,"I said to her.

The judge sat and pondered what I had said. The piteous guy was again near tears worrying that the judge was going to restrain 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 jail and will stick around 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 face, and potentially could take caused a large amount of harm to his ex-wife and son. But I'm volition to commit him one gibe to fix himself. If he screws up, he will spend at least a year in jail. Do I make myself clear 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 need of some help. Saint John the Apostle works with the judge and gets the guy prepare to make him a labor having the guy be ready.

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

CHAPTER 4

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

After the court of justice appearance, I had interviews with the 4 Secret Service guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two female agents to protect Jill and Dakota.

There really wasn't lots to say except that the four of them were going to just amount 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 Robert William Service 6 was over, trick, Fred, and I headed back to Ralph Lauren. When we got back to Ralph Lauren, diddley was still there which I thought to be a unspoiled thing.

knave got his cloth measuring tape and began to hold my measurements. Since I had a apparel shirt and a coat on it made diddly-shit's work a bit well-situated. Jack measured my inseam, my sleeve distance, and m waist. Once again, he pulled clothing off of the racks and had me try things on. The first two coating that I tried on were to short-circuit in the sleeve. I tried on the third one and it fit practically well. I went over to the wall of tuxedo shirts and picked out three that I thought would form well.

Jack pulled several horseshoe for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the entire tuxedo on, we looked really dependable. I pulled three extra shirts just to lay down sure what we had on abide clean. Jack put all three wooing 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 court, then the interview with the SS6, and finally the appointment with jackass at Ralph Lauren. Now, it was clock time to eat.

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw Longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for dejeuner. John did notice that there was a prosperous cow pen future door to the Longhorn. I shrugged my shoulder joint. Neither Fred nor I had a existent preference as to which restaurant. toilet 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 bulk of food at Golden Corral looked great. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. lav, of course of study, went right for the ribs and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us bozo now felt at ease having the purchase of the dinner jacket completed. Fred was gracious enough to move the three vinyl tuxedo holders to the trunk to keep them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the eatery, I saw respective kinfolk that caused me to chuckle a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the popcorn shrimp. John was heading back up for several to a greater extent costa and Fred chose a fish fillet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us swallow.

The three of us ate until our bellies were total. Our conversation centered around what was going to occur and boy was John skittish. John Lackland got up and headed over to the dessert tabularize thoroughgoing with a umber spring. When John was finally good, we headed back out to the limo. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

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

Of course, once Gospel According to John and I were stage, we were surrounded like bees to a hive. Oddly sufficiency, Jennifer was the beginning one to set about me.

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

"well, I do possess to get home at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear spate of the woman chatting it up regarding lots of matter at the wedding. I see the dress hanging from a hook. The ladies all fussed at John the Divine for seeing the wearing apparel before the wedding. John hung his head once again as if he was being scolded.

Diane came out to the sustenance room and took him by the helping hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had sample distribution of solid food ready. The way went dumb when John announced that he was full. No one believed his instruction for a minute.

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

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

I was concerned as to the main entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and gear up to feature for whoremaster and Diane to sample. They had chosen a choice rib of beef along with some fingerling spud and sweetness onions and carrots.

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

"Yes Daddy, and I managed to wrap 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 sympathize why she has taken that approach. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that position just puzzle me.

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

I take Dakota's bridge player and gently walk her down the hallway and into my bedroom. I plug in my phone to the battery charger and consider out my notecase and keys putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the bathroom to get into the shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate sexual love to each other. I push her underneath the weewee as my stopcock found its way into her sweet tasting pussy. I fucked her until my pecker was set to spur its contents which it did.

After we made love in the exhibitioner, we take the time to gently dry each early off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the sleeping room to climb up into the quietus bed. I climbed in world-class then my lovely Dakota followed wiggling her precious lilliputian ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining room table talking some more about the wedding.

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

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

"Remind me to make sure that I put on Special factor Fernandez's married woman on as portion of the actual estate division,"I say to Dakota as she climbs into bed with me. She wiggles that cute little ass and backs up against me. I drape my arm around her and pull her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to roam off to catch some Z's.

When my eyes out-of-doors, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding ceremony dress is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a minister to defend the service. All the bridesmaids were going to be wearing a mid-thigh black dress. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John, Fred, and I all had a tux made by Ralph Lauren dispatch with shoes.

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

Once again, Fred, John and I take the limousine and decide to head to Happy Limo to exchange cars, plus I want to chat with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to cry you and give thanks you for promising the judge that you will captivate 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 downtown and we need someone to handle all the things that need to be fixed in a large building. Let me grant you the madam, Sharon who runs the construction. She will have plenty for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorstep of Christmas so you will have until December 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmas,"I tell the guy. From there we say our bye-bye and bent up.

It's intemperately to believe that John and Diane's wedding will be tomorrow. Since we need to defeat some clip us Guy decide to direct to a flick. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and question inside. I guess it has been quite a piece since I have been to a movie. Three tickets, popcorn and drinks cost more than $ 60.

We went into the house and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our fundament when we purchase the tickets. Once we had our just the ticket, John went over and bought us three bags of Zea mays everta plus two Coke and one Sprite. The three of us headed inside the dramatic art and took our place. Fred made quotation that he hasn't been to see a movie in a theater in nearly 5 old age. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a pic in a theater.

It was sorting of funny that three grown men went to the picture together, but then again what else do we have to do ?

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

After the picture show, we still needed to defeat some metre, so Fred suggested a nearby pool Charles Francis Hall that also had electronic flit plank. When we got there Fred parked the limousine. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy limo to change car. Instead of heading to the pool mansion, we headed back to Happy limousine. Since we were in the office of the city where Happy limousine resided the trip-up didn't take all that prospicient. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready fix, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of paint. John, well he was just along for the ride.

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

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

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

"Well, a $ 25,000 check left laying on the kitchen mesa pretty much tells the chronicle,"Paula says to me.

"Yeah, it does. I don't know what to do with her. On one paw, she wants me to be Father to her nipper. 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, will it alone ?"I ask.

"The altogether matter. Don't claim her, don't pursue her, and don't try to get her to take the money,"Paula says to me.

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

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

In my mind, it felt like she was right. Just farewell affair alone and let it play out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of tonality and the three of us were off once again. However, this time we were headed back to the pocket billiards 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 time in a consortium Granville Stanley Hall.

Each of us prefer a pocket billiards cue. Fred racked the clod and we let King John do the geological fault. He got several globe to undulate around, but none went into the air hole. I sat watching Fred dismantle privy quickly. It turns out that Fred plays puddle rather well. Fred racked the balls again, this time he allowed me to perform the break. I too got several of the formal to move around, but none fell into the pockets.

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

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

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

I texted Dakota that the three of us were heading back home. I got her usual response"K ”. The drive was soft as many people had the following couple of days off. Although dealings around the malls and big box storage were direful.

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 logic gate and once the limo was inside, it locked behind it.

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

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

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

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk justly past them and into the kitchen. There, I see wad of paper collection plate with half-eaten samples of the marriage ceremony 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 resolve that it is clip to steer off to bed as tomorrow we will induce our very first wedding. I am so majestic of John ; he has held it together.

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

We stand there kissing for quite the spell. After we eat up our make-out seance, we take upkeep in drying each other off.

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

CHAPTER 5

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

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

I unzipped the vinyl group slip 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 queer me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the chamber and offered to serve me, which she did. Before I left the bedchamber, I put on the coat and looked in the mirror. The black tie was mythical, and I felt like a million clam wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to manoeuvre towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the anchor ring set. When I saw bathroom, I asked if he had the relief of the band set, which he does. I gave John the biggest man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed signs of maturity, and now has a baby on the way.

As I turned the turning point to head towards the kitchen, I noticed that in the TV elbow 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 wedding ceremony vows.

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

I asked Bobby and Sammy if all was ready to go. They both assured me that everything was set up and all we needed was citizenry to come out eating. I thanked them for their operose oeuvre. Of course, Dakota poured me a methamphetamine hydrochloride of pineapple juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone ready,"I ask Dakota.

"Yes, if we can get Diane to blockade cry. first-class honours degree, she's too fat, then she doesn't expression right in the dress, and finally, she thinks that all her bridesmaids look serious than her,"Dakota explains to me.

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

When St. John the Apostle put on his coating, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked great in his tux. Tall, broad 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 dress is going. I told him that I had no theme, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about things. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV room, Jill and Dakota announced that the Saint Bride was ready to make her entering. I looked around the room and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the nuptials march. I saw John's eyes tear up seeing his cover girl Saint Bridget wearing her wearing apparel. She too, seemed smitten with the way John looked in his tuxedo.

When John and Diane stood together, the minister began his common"if anyone has a understanding these two shouldn't be married talk now or forever hold your tongue,"That span of arcminute where everyone is tacit just seems to be the tenacious item in the service.

"John the Evangelist, do you train this womanhood to be your wife. To love her and cherish her, in nausea and in health, for as long as you both shall live on,"the minister says.

"I DO,"whoremaster says with vigor.

"Diane, do you take this man to be your lawfully wed hubby. To have and to hold, in sickness and health, for as long as you both shall subsist ?"the curate says to her.

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

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

"Yes, I said no. I want lavatory to adjudge his dearest for me and me only in battlefront of all his friends and family,"Diane says to the Minister.

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

"Diane, my favourite, I love you to a greater extent than I can express. You are the good half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always be intimate you, till death do us voice,"John says with a grin on his face.

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

"Oh yes sir, I just wanted him to be intimate that I have the ascendancy 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.

Gospel According to John worked voiceless at eating a whole lot of food and getting none of it on his black tie. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one English of me and Dakota on the early position. We all ate the scrumptious repast that Bobby made. As we were eating, Bobby and Sammy brought out the wedding cake, all 5 bed.

Once the meal was finished, Diane and John got up and held the tongue together and took a courteous first slice. As the usual usance, they each fed one another the slice that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to crush the bar into the former's face.

All in all, the nuptials went off without a hitch. It was a beautiful nuptials, and everyone looked stunning at service. Although it caused a low hiccup now, it certainly will be a great write up as prison term border district on.

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