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 entrepot to buy him his black tie as well as mine and Fred's.

At initiative, John wanted this tux that looked like he was getting gear up to deplumate bunnies out of a hat. Fred and I just stood there watching him bouncing from display to expose before Fred offered,"John, why don't you let St. David and me help you foot out your dinner jacket ?"

John thought about those words and just attend his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my aid. The sales rep, while friendly really had no clew on picking dinner jacket coat which were a surprise since the unit storehouse is built on high-end clothing.

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

The sales rep pulls out a measuring tape recording and begins taking shoulder measurement, arm distance measure, and down the binding measurements. The sales rep went to a rack and pulled out three suit coats. He handed them to me and walked off, apparently, he had something more important to do early than take tending of customers.

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

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

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

"Jack, I came in here to encounter my son a tuxedo for his wedding on Christmas Eve. Do you think that you can aid us, or should we steer down the road to one of your contender ?"I ask.

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

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

"Did he measure the groom for pants ?"old salt asks.

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

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

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

seafarer just shakes his head before he heads over to the counterpunch where the salesperson is playing some biz on his speech sound. In just a moment he returns with a cloth measuring magnetic tape.

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

John was only wearing a collared shirt and dress morass. jackstones pulled two attire slacks off a stand and brought them over to us for John to try on. John gave a sigh and took the pant into a dressing room to try on. He was in there about 5 minutes before he came out and stood in front of a uncut mirror. Jack surprised the hell out of him when he pushed up the crotch of the knickers checking the available room in the pants for John's jewels.

The jump from John caused a chortle from both me and Fred. jackstones warned him the adjacent time he was going to be grabbing on John. He seemed much more relaxed after Jack gave him some monition. labourer asked what size shoes he normally wears, John told him that he wears size 13 but prefers 13 ½ to let just that smidge of extra room in the shoe for his foundation.

tar went over to this huge show of shoe and pulled two pairs and brought them over to the three of us.

Something that I had never experienced before was a beautiful young college-aged gal bringing a bottleful of champagne around volition to rain buckets each of us a glass. John looked at me as if I needed to make him favourable reception. 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 span of eyeglasses that I would be happy to drive us all nursing home, but Fred is the man he is declined to take any champagne until we get back to the house.

The offer of champagne caused me to recall that we needed several cases of that stuff for the reception. I picked up the bottle and looked at the label. It read Korbel, I put it on my telephone to save for later.

Fred and I sat on a nice black leather couch watching Gospel According to John get pushed and pulled trying to fit him for this black tie. As we got a pelage picked out and a distich of gasp that actually fit, we moved on to the shoe that Jack had pulled for John.

The first ones that John tried on he said were too mean. I suggested he try the former duet, which he said was a much better fit. I just shook my read/write head when I saw that whoremonger was trying the brake shoe on without any socks. I got up and went over to a display and pulled a pair that said it would fit up to size 14.

John opened the package of socks and put them on and tried the shoe once again. He said that they fit the same but felt a bit better on his invertebrate foot. Again, I just shook my head smiling the wholly time. I could see that Fred was watching carefully and trying not to laugh out loud about Gospel According to John's want of knowledge about lawsuit and tuxedos.

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

After Fred and I convinced him that the big smash buckle was not what he wanted for the tuxedo, he then found a Brown belt. We had a discussion for several bit about a black suit and a chocolate-brown smash. He didn't see the issue with it, whereas I ONLY saw an issue. Finally, I had him convinced to let me peck out his belt. I picked this grim polished leather one for him.

Fred got up off the couch to go flavour at tuxedo shirts. Of course of action, John wanted the gaudiest one they had, with ruff as it belonged to a high schooltime tuxedo. This prison term I shook my head listening to Fred quietly chuckle.

Fred pulled three types of shirts. One had no design at all. The secondment one had a straight normal running from the top release down to the part that goes inside his knickers. The third and final shirt also had a straight invention that was a bit more pronounced. I let Fred know that I was fond to the second shirt. He told me that he agreed with me on that shirt.

And then there was a long give-and-take about a tie. John the Divine wanted a clip-on nigrify tie. In my psyche, I thought that I need to gently suggest to him to get a tie-on bow tie, something that would name him look regal. Fred asked him if he knew who Frank Sinatra was, privy said he knew the public figure but didn't know the person. I suggested that he Google wienerwurst and when he did there was a picture of the black-tie undone, one that virtually every guy wants to look like. I also suggested that he Google the remake of Ocean's Eleven and aspect at the St. George Clooney role, again the look that nigh guys want. St. John the Apostle conceded the point.

At Fred's suggestion, we got 5 dinner jacket shirts just to be prepared. You never know when some fuckhead of your position of the gangway spills food off of his paper home onto your shirt or spills some wine or any turn of things that you need a backup for on your wedding day.

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

Both Fred and I chuckled again."john, you hold your breathing place and pray in your forefront that she says yes. However, let's book binding a couple of affair, 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 take any revilement, but she will be the fairy in your living and if you just accept that now, when you're getting married the eternal rest of your lifetime will go smooth. Third, and finally, you need to just randomly buy her small talent, like flush and cards. Yeah, yeah you must buy them on mother's Day, your day of remembrance, and other occasions, but she will be much felicitous if you randomly buy a dozen flowers on some random weekday. Also, don't always buy the same blossom, she needs to know that she is especial to you,"I tell John.

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

"Believe me, you will always roll in the hay when you are in the doghouse. Women NEVER go on that a secret and be trusted that you listen to your wife when she is fussing at you. If you show that you listen, then the payoff will be over much Oklahoman,"I tell him. I see John thinking about what I'm saying.

Fred adds,"Don't forget to randomly surprise her such as doing the washables or cleaning the lav, women love things like that. Since you live in a house one-half of the chore 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 former fair sex ? Can I still do that ?"John asks.

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

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

"No, you're right. Jill and I have a unequaled marriage. call up about Dakota being pregnant by me. How many other wives would appropriate that ? You can probably count them all on one hand. about women are possessive and don't like to parcel their significant former,"I explain.

While Fred and doodly-squat have whoremonger trying on some other items, my speech sound buzz. It's from Dakota."cleaning woman are all talking about getting the Bride's clothes from either Dolce & Gabbana or Oscar De La Renta. expert thing you made that big fillip. XOXO Dakota,"

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

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

John is getting fidgety and I see that. It tells me that his aid span is getting short and we should maybe call it a night and read/write head back to the Chateau. Tomorrow is not a workday and thus we can clean up up any sluttish death if we need to.

Fred tells mariner his suit of clothes size, which surprises doodly-squat. I don't know my size of it, so we make another fitting for tomorrow to finalize John's tux, my tux, and Fred's tux.

CHAPTER 2

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

"wellspring, it's different for each couple. One thing that I can tell 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 fixes it ?"He asks.

"No, like I said different fair sex want dissimilar matter. For representative, Jill just wants me to be available to her when she is rag and needs help. I have no issuing with doing what she asked. However, if I suspect that I'm in bother then I tell her repeatedly that I love her and am sorry for whatever I did to make her mad at me. It gets you nowhere to just keep arguing with her. memorize these 6 words…. I love you and am good-for-naught,"I tell him. Once again, he is thinking about what I have said to him.

I'm very proud that he is thinking. almost relationships are dissimilar, and both members need to be antiphonal to their mate to proceed things going.

"Fred, can we check at a Burger situation, I'm starving,"John says.

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

"Of course, John the Evangelist do you possess anyone in head ?"

"Fatburger, I know that I could eat at least three, maybe four,"John the Evangelist says. Fred sees a Fatburger ahead and heads towards it. When we pull into the parking lot, we see another mathematical group of juvenility 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 rejoinder and John orders for himself. I order for me and of course, Fred tries to dodge ordering, but I won't let him. Fred concedes the point and rescript a Fatburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake. Once toilet hears Fred ordering a chocolate milkshake, he orders one as well.

I pay for the whole meal and John the Divine 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 night.

John hands out the hamburger, french fries, and drink before he begins to stuff Fatburgers into his face. Fred and I look at each other and just smile watching John and food.

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

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

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

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

"I sure did. Why do you ask ?"

"wellspring, according to his wife she told the judge that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the restaurant. She also said that he threatened to harm the tyke. testament you give me your English of what happened ?"Leibowitz asks.

"Mr. Leibowitz, both the guy and the dame came into this Italian restaurant. He was yelling at her that it was his sentence to take in 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 work their son over to him. She mocked him and made disparaging input 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 fervour. My own personal security system guy held his artillery over my shoulder in clear mess so that the man would realise that he is in the telephone line of fervency. The restaurant has several photographic camera that I think should be shown to the judge. This poor guy is losing his creative thinker because he doesn't get to see his son. She antagonizes him and she then doesn't follow their divorcement 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, great deal of help. I can see that all he wants is for her to take to live to their divorce agreement just as he must. I also want to be clear ; she provoked this completely 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 verbalize to the evaluator on this guy's behalf,"I tell the lawyer.

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

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

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

"Just tell me what fourth dimension to be at the courthouse and what evaluator he's standing in front of. Oh, and one More thing, the possessor of the restaurant threw her out after the law arrested this guy.

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

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

"WE ? Who's the We ?"

"Well, did you not want my surety to fare to the court just in case the judge wants to ask him a enquiry ?"I ask him. He relents and says it's OK to work the security guy, but get to sure he leaves whatever weapon he carries in the car. Do not even try to contribute the gun into the courthouse, no matter what license he may have to carry the artillery. I acknowledge what he says, and we end the call.

As John is finishing his food, I begin to explain to both trick and Fred the phone yell that I just took. John is pretty ticked off that this poor guy is still sitting in jail. I assure him that I will stand before the evaluator tomorrow, explain my post and crack to pay for his bail shackle and will guarantee his comportment in court. I also tell John that he's required to be in court also but without his gun. He says he will be there.

Here is where I take the time to explain to John, no matter how good of a husband you are, the wife can always stab your push button and ride you to the point of insanity. Fred is looking at me like I'm a crazy man telling this to Saint John just Clarence Day before he is set to get married.

I ask Fred to please touch the possessor of that Italian restaurant and explain that the guy goes to motor inn tomorrow morning and if possible, could he get us the telecasting footage from that day so the evaluator can see what went on firsthand. Fred says that he will admit care of it.

John reminds me that we have the 4 Secret avail guy for their interview tomorrow at 11:30 am. I ask whoremaster to hollo at least one of them and tell him that I've been summoned to motor lodge at 9 am in the dayspring. John said he would take aid of it for me.

I see Fred relax when the last two teenager leave the hamburger restaurant. It dawns on me that maybe I need to rent 6 Secret Robert William Service broker, two of them being adult female. That way if Jill is out and needs to use the lady's convenience, she will induce someone to go in there with her.

I decide to call the lawyer back.

"how-do-you-do, 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 ?"

"Tell me two things, 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 judge me hiring the guy ?"

"Well, it probably would be seen favorably by the judge if you were to offer the guy a job. Apparently, he is an electrician but the society he worked for downsized and he didn't have enough meter in with the union and thus he was let go. Of course, the attorney that he had was not a soundly attorney and he didn't postulation the family court for alimony and tike financial support qualifying. Currently, he is $ 2500 behind which is what kept him from the judge allowing him to adhesiveness out. She said that if he has money to adherence out then he should use it to pay his back baby livelihood and alimony,"Leibowitz tells me.

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

"Well, it's potential. We'll have to see the humour the justice 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 lawyer asks me.

"Mr. Leibowitz, I've been down that road. I know how much an ex can molest you to do something stupid. He just wants to see his child and wedge his ex-wife to live by the divorce understanding that he must go by. Clearly, she is doing whatever the Inferno she wants and is nailing him to the cross the second he doesn't follow their divorce agreement. Could you possibly get the alimony eliminated ? She clearly can work, and I think that she should be forced to do so. And, if it will help, I'll catch his shaver support up. I've been in this guys shoes and I want him to finally have the blackened swarm removed from being over his top dog,"I tell the attorney.

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

"fountainhead Mr. Liebowitz, please do the unspoilt you can. I will personally guarantee that he will make his tribunal appearances should he be allowed to bond out of pokey. I will also hire him so he has a source of income to extend to pay his child living and I will observe paying your legal fees, so he gets a lawyer that does a dear job for him. I hope all of this will go well with the judge. This guy just needs a break so he can show that he is a the right way don and not the horrible person that his ex is making him out to be,"I tell the lawyer. He agrees to what I am asking, and I really want this poor guy to just get a fair shake.

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

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

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

"john, recollect Jill and I are paying for your wedding, this includes your tuxedo and her wearing apparel,"I say to him. He still looks troubled about the whole affair.

"David, who will be performing the ceremony ?"lav asks. This was a heavy question as I had not considered whether we should have a government minister or a notary to execute the ceremonial. I don't really know St. John the Apostle to be a religious man nor do I acknowledge if Diane is a religious person either.

As we get to the house, I really like the new street level gate. Fred opens it and allows it to close down 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 limousine and head inside the house. We are greeted by a whole lot of women who are all charged up with a discussion about the marriage ceremony. Out of all of them, I only care about three women. Jill, Dakota, and of course Diane.

I walk over to Diane and turn over her a big hug. She just melts into me. I can feel the tension in her body and call up to myself that I need to have a masseuse come to the Chateau to give Diane and massage and maybe several of the former cleaning lady as well.

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

"Daddy, we've already called a rector to execute the service. He will be here tomorrow Nox. 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 nerve and tell her how much Jill and I love her. The following someone that I see to address with is Jennifer.

"How are you doing ?"I ask.

"I am so neural. I want John to experience a great beginning to his married life history,"she says to me.

"Not to worry, John will be just o.k.. How goes matter on Diane's English of the gangway ?"I ask.

"Actually, it's going wonderful. Your wife has taken electric charge and has her assistant BJ and this other gal Danni getting lots of things done,"Jennifer tells me.

"Have the St. Bridget chose a wedding cake flavor ? lav said he was hoping that Sammy would do a 4- or 5-layer wedding cake, but I'm not sure what smell he is interested in. Maybe Diane or all you ma'am have a hint,"I say to Jennifer.

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

"That sounds toothsome. Will we get a sampling of it ahead of metre ?"I ask.

"Of course of study, I'm keeping an eye on matter from our side of meat of the gangway,"Jennifer tells me before she leans over and buss me.

"Saint David, I hope they know how prosperous they are to have you in their life to wee-wee affair loose and memorable,"she says to me before leaning in and kissing me again.

I head back over to Diane.

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

"Well, I would have sex to have the Dolce & Gabbana, but a couple of the gals told me to go with the Academy Award de la Renta dress,"she tells me.

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

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

"Then get that wearing apparel. This is your hymeneals and I want you to have it the way you want it. You get to make these decisions, understand ?"I ask her. She hugs me tightly and I see her eyes welling up. I kiss her on the cheek and whisper into her ear,"darling, this is a once in a lifespan event. It should be exactly the way you dream it should be,"I tell her before I kiss her once again and get up from the table.

CHAPTER 3

When I finally get to climb into bed, I lay there with Jill and just take this unharmed result. I am so proud of both John and Diane ; they are trying their trump to be get on and impertinent with making their pick for the wedding.

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

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

I give her a big hug and kiss. I put a pair of short circuit on and a Andrew D. White tee shirt and take her by the hand out to the kitchen. I take a seat at the kitchen table and she sits on my lap almost as if Dakota had taught her.

"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 bemire little creative thinker thinks that I'm talking about. Let me go up to my office and get it for you,"I say to her. I kiss her and run up the stairs to the office.

I get the 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 eye, which she does.

I put the envelope in social movement of her and tell her to open her eyes.

She looks at the gasbag and gently choice it up studying the chirography of her epithet on the front of the envelope. She looks at it for several minutes. I must boost her to open the envelope and take out what's inside.

She carefully opens it and removes the impediment that is inside. She looks at is and a pose 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 good money, but I wanted you to have a gift from Jill and me,"I say to her.

She report it for respective second. Clearly, this gift didn't go over with her in the like 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 endowment from you is to have me a child. Clearly, you missed that degree,"Ronda says as she gets up and begins to leave. She leaves the check on the table chip in me a kiss on my forehead and walks towards the front door. I'm completely stunned. I certainly didn't expect her to be upset about this. I decide that I'm going to let her just leave. Maybe it's a damage decision, 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 font and kisses me back very romantically. My brain is all jumbled up with Ronda's pick. In my mind, if she didn't want the money, she could own donated it to a preferred charity, but instead, she took the position that I somehow insulted her.

As I sat there staring off into space, I notice that we had Christmas trees in the star sign. Three of them. One in the TV room, one in the living room and one out the back door on the pool deck.

"Hey, do we sustain a plan on decorating the Xmas Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ?"I ask the room. No one really gives me a verbal answer which tells me we have no architectural plan at all. I don't see Mom anywhere so I will address 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 manus and we went down the lobby 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 crime syndicate court of law. I hurried into the bathroom to do my morning necessities. After I shaved, I took a immediate shower and shampooed my hair. Of course, being alone in the exhibitioner made the process very short. After I finished and dried myself off, my darling Dakota came into the john and rock her cute naked physical structure at me trying to entice me to flirt with her. Unfortunately for her, I had to be somewhere soon. I kissed her and went into the bedroom and dressed.

Of course, my darling Jill was speech sound asleep. Once I was dressed, I unplugged my speech sound from the charger cord, picked up my notecase and key fruit. I walked around the bed to kiss Jill and still let her log Z's. Once all that was finished, I headed out to the kitchen. John was already up and gear up as was Fred. I was the go one to be ready to go.

John kissed Diane, Fred kissed Mom and off we all went. Fred still had the prior twenty-four hour period limo. John the Divine and I got in the spine and Fred got us going towards the courthouse downtown. Of line, we were traveling in morning dealings, so the ride was tedious. Fred got us to the courthouse at 8:45 am. whoremaster and I jumped out and headed towards the courtroom. We had to go through security system. I was thankful that lavatory remembered to not impart his gun with him. Once we got through security, we got to the court with 5 minutes to spare. I met the lawyer Mr. Leibowitz and we chatted for about 2 proceedings.

Almost on the dot, the bailiff announced that the courtyard was coming in academic session. The judge asked the prosecuting attorney for a motion which he gave to not allow my guy to get bail. Our lawyer objected and the judge wanted to try why she should leave him to deliver the opportunity to get bail bond. Our attorney spoke about how the ex did not accompany the divorce agreement which specified days and times for our guy to see his son. The judge asked if he would be able-bodied to take hold of up on his back child support and alimony. Our lawyer told the judge that I would pay for his back-child financial backing as well as post his bail and ensure that he had study to continue to pay the child support. The judge wanted to speak to me at that point.

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

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

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

"Yes, your honor, I am. However, if I may add this guy was being provoked by his ex. She openly mocked him in strawman of myself, my assistant, and several eatery frequenter. Even the owner of the restaurant saw how she openly poked his buttons. He wanted to see his son and she taunted him. I've been down this road your honour and I want to just avail this guy. I'll Charles William Post his bail. I'll snap up his small fry livelihood and I will apply him a job so he can go along to pay further small fry support,"I tell the judge.

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

"Your honor, I've walked a mile in his shoes. I'm not taking on a Jacob's ladder example, I'm just offering him a hand up. Sometimes that's all people need is just a little help. I ask the court to provide me to pay him a helping script, delight your honor,"I said to her.

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

"Mr. Henry Graham 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 jailhouse and will stay there for quite a patch. I am truly impressed that you want to help a man you don't even know, who pointed a gun in your face, and potentially could experience caused a boastfully amount of money of harm to his ex and son. But I'm unforced to give him one crack to fix himself. If he screws up, he will drop at least a year in jail. Do I make myself crystallize Mr. Greene ?"the judge asked me.

"Yes, your pureness, and thank you,"I said to her. The pitiful guy was solemn and not indisputable what to do or say.

I've seen the guy in need of some assistant. John works with the judge and gets the guy ready to make him a undertaking having the guy be ready.

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

CHAPTER 4

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

After the court appearance, I had interviews with the 4 mystery serve guys. I met all 4 of them, but I also added two distaff federal agent to protect Jill and Dakota.

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

Once the interview with the closed book Service 6 was over, toilet, 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 skillful thing.

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

Jack pulled several shoes for the three of us to try on. As the three of us had the intact tux on, we looked really honorable. I pulled three extra shirts just to ca-ca sure enough what we had on abide clean. jackstones put all three courtship 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 attire that she truly wanted. I realized that I was athirst. We had homage, then the audience with the SS6, and finally the appointee with jackstones at Ralph Lauren. Now, it was time to eat.

As we drove towards the Chateau, I saw longhorn ahead and suggested to Fred that we go there for lunch. John did notice that there was a golden Corral side by side door to the Texas longhorn. I shrugged my articulatio humeri. Neither Fred nor I had a real orientation as to which eating place. Gospel According to 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 refined but the sheer book of solid food at Golden Corral looked expectant. Oddly, I started with the krab salad. John, of course of action, went right for the costa and Fred chose a steak.

All three of us guys now felt at ease having the purchase of the tuxedos completed. Fred was nice enough to proceed the three vinyl tuxedo bearer to the torso to keep them from ending up all wrinkled.

As we sat in the restaurant, I saw several kinsperson that caused me to laugh softly a bit. As I finished my Krab salad, I moved down to the Zea mays everta shrimp. john was heading back up for several more ribs and Fred chose a fish filet of Pisces. The waitress came around and brought all three of us drinks.

The three of us ate until our belly were full. Our conversation centered around what was going to happen and boy was John nervous. john got up and headed over to the dessert mesa finish with a cocoa fountain. When Gospel According to John was finally full, we headed back out to the limousine. I kicked back and relaxed as we headed home.

When we pulled into the logic gate scheme, I was very happy with the addition. Fred made sure as shooting the firstly gate was fully closed and locked before opening the 2d gate. It dawned no me that I had not seen Dakota the entire day. Fred was dainty enough to displume the limo up to the movement doorway where John and I got out and went inside.

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

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

"wellspring, I do hold to come dwelling at some point,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me. I still hear deal of the adult female chatting it up regarding lots of affair at the wedding. I see the frock hanging from a hook. The gentlewoman all fussed at whoremaster 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 life room and took him by the hand to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy had sampling of intellectual nourishment ready. The way went silent when St. John the Apostle 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 awesome ’. We ate and ate and ate. Jennifer came and sat on my lap. She kissed me for taking the obligation of paying for the wedding. I asked to see the bride's maidservant dresses, which I was hoping was not some ugly dress. However, it turned out that the gentlewoman all got themselves a beautiful black mid-thigh dress.

Today was the 22nd and we were LE than 48 hours until the wedding. Sammy had a sample of the wedding cake ready. I sat at the kitchen table with my darling Dakota sitting on my lap. When Sammy started bringing out samples of the bar, Dakota got off my lap and got us both a sample distribution. 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 master entrée, which apparently Bobby was already loaded and ready to accept for St. John the Apostle and Diane to sample. They had chosen a prime rib of beef along with some fingerling Solanum tuberosum and sweet Allium cepa and carrots.

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

"Yes dad, and I managed to twine everything. You know pop, that I don't think Dr. Ronda is glad with you right now,"Dakota tells me. Although I know she's annoyed with me, I fail to infer why she has taken that attack. She's a beautiful woman, but her taking that position just puzzles me.

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

I take Dakota's hand and gently walk her down the hall and into my bedroom. I plug in my phone to the charger and demand out my billfold and cay putting them on the dresser. Dakota and I go into the lavatory to get into the rain shower. Once we were in there, we made passionate love to each former. I push her underneath the water as my shaft found its way into her sweet tasting puss. I fucked her until my cock was cook to spur its contents which it did.

After we made dear in the shower, we take the time to gently dry each other off. Once we were all dry, we headed back into the bedroom to wax into the quietus bed. I climbed in first then my pin-up Dakota followed wiggling her precious petty ass at me. Jill, however, was still out at the dining elbow room mesa talking some more about the marriage.

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

"Yes dad, I took precaution of all that for you,"she tells me.

"Remind me to hit sure that I put on special Agent Fernandez's married woman on as office of the actual acres 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 deplumate her in tightly. It doesn't take long for both of us to drift off to kip.

When my eyes open, I know that it is the day before the wedding. I know that the big issues have been addressed already. The wedding dress is by Dolce & Gabbana. There is a pastor to restrain the serve. All the bridesmaid were going to be wearing a mid-thigh opprobrious frock. There would not be any of the raggedy dresses. John, Fred, and I all had a tuxedo made by Ralph Lauren pure with shoes.

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

Once again, Fred, Saint John and I take the limo and decide to channelize to Happy Limo to change machine, plus I want to gossip with Paula.

As we are driving, my phone rings.

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

"Mr. Greene, I just wanted to call you and thank you for promising the judge that you will overhear me up on my child support. You also promised that I would be working for you, which is why I'm calling. What would you like for me to do ?"I'm asked.

"Well, my caller owns a multistory building downtown and we need person to handle all the matter that need to be fixed in a large edifice. Let me give you the Lady, Sharon who runs the edifice. She will possess flock for you to do, but please be aware we are at the doorstep of Xmas so you will take until Dec 26th off, that way you hopefully get to see your son for Christmastide,"I tell the guy. From there we say our goodbyes and bent up.

It's strong to believe that John and Diane's wedding ceremony will be tomorrow. Since we need to defeat some clock time us guys decide to head to a film. We ended up agreeing on Aquaman. We park the car in the parking garage and head inside. I guess it has been quite a spell since I have been to a movie. Three ticket, popcorn and drinks cost to a greater extent than $ 60.

We went into the theater and took our seats. That was also something new to me, we choose our derriere when we purchase the tag. Once we had our slate, Saint John the Apostle went over and bought us three bags of Zea mays everta plus two blow and one faery. The three of us headed inside the dramatic art and took our rear end. Fred made acknowledgment that he hasn't been to see a movie in a theater in nearly 5 years. I thought about it, but I wasn't that far off in going to a movie in a theater.

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

The flick ran just under 2 ½ time of day. It was an gratifying movie, lots of natural action, capital color graphics and a beautiful redheaded mermaid. Overall the show was entertaining and all three of us guys agreed.

After the movie, we still needed to pop some fourth dimension, so Fred suggested a nearby syndicate hallway that also had electronic dart boards. When we got there Fred parked the limo. It dawned on me that we never made it to Happy Limo to deepen cars. Instead of heading to the pond lobby, we headed back to Happy Limo. Since we were in the part of the city where Happy Limo resided the stumble didn't take all that tenacious. As Fred put the limo in the car get ready locating, the three of us went inside. I wanted to see Paula and Fred just needed a new set of headstone. John the Divine, well he was just along for the ride.

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

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

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

"well, a $ 25,000 hindrance left laying on the kitchen table pretty much tells the news report,"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 of the Church to her tyke. On the former hand, she does this and now matter are all jumbled up,"I say to Paula.

"parting it alone,"she replies.

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

"The whole 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 theatre,"I say to her.

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

In my head, it felt like she was right. Just leave things alone and let it spiel out. I kissed her and grabbed a set of Florida key and the three of us were off once again. However, this prison term we were headed back to the consortium hall.

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

Each of us chose a pool cue. Fred racked the balls and we let trick do the breach. He got several orchis to hustle around, but none went into the air hole. I sat watching Fred dismantle can quickly. It turns out that Fred plays pool rather well. Fred racked the testis again, this fourth dimension 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, Fred mopped the storey with me. I just laughed and shook my head.

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

As dinner 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 answer"K ”. The drive was easy as many people had the succeeding mates of days off. Although traffic around the malls and big box fund were horrendous.

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

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

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

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

"I look fat,"she tells John.

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

I decide to walk right on past them and into the kitchen. There, I see wads of paper plates with half-eaten samples of the wedding party dinner party. I began collecting them and tossing them into the trashcan. Dakota picks up several home and disposes of them as well.

I look at the clock and settle that it is meter to maneuver off to bed as tomorrow we will consume our very first wedding. I am so proud of bathroom ; he has held it together.

Dakota follows me into the bedroom. I strip down, after putting my telephone on the charger. I headed into the bathroom where I turned on the shower and stepped into it. I felt the cool air from the deoxyephedrine 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 shower over our bodies.

We stand there kissing for quite the while. After we finish our make-out seance, we take tending in drying each other off.

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

CHAPTER 5

When my eyes popped open, I was excited for can. Dakota was still backed up against me and I could feel Jill against my spine. 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 direct very long. I used my electric car shaver before I got into the shower. When I was completely done, I had to wake both of my sleeping cooperator. I started with Jill then moved on to Dakota.

I unzipped the vinyl instance that held the tux. I looked at it before I began to put it on. I started with the bloomers, then the shirt and finally the tie. I couldn't quite get the tie and it began to crucify me. Thankfully, Dakota was still in the sleeping accommodation and offered to help 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 one dollar bill wearing it.

When I left the bedroom to lead towards the kitchen, it dawned on me that I didn't have the mob set. When I saw John, I asked if he had the sleep of the ring set, which he does. I gave St. John the biggest man hug because I am so proud of him. He has worked hard, showed signs of maturity, and now has a infant 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 wall and a niggling wooden archway was set up for Saint John the Apostle and Diane to stand to guarantee their hymeneals vows.

With the wedding party 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 ready to go. They both assured me that everything was ready and all we needed was people to start eating. I thanked them for their hard work. Of grade, Dakota poured me a shabu of pineapple plant juice and handed it to me.

"Is nearly everyone gear up,"I ask Dakota.

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

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

When bathroom put on his coat, I came over to him and double checked it. He looked cracking in his black tie. Tall, broad shouldered and quite the man of the minute. When Fred came out of Mom's elbow room, he too looked dashing.

trick asked me how putting on the marriage ceremony dress is going. I told him that I had no idea, that Jill and Dakota are being pretty tightlipped about thing. Finally, as Fred, John and I stood at the wedding archway in the TV elbow room, Jill and Dakota announced that the bride was ready to make her ingress. I looked around the way and saw pretty much everyone that stayed at the Chateau.

Some one popped in a cd for the wedding march. I saw John's eyes tear up seeing his lovely Saint Brigid wearing her frock. She too, seemed afflict with the way John looked in his tuxedo.

When John the Divine and Diane stood together, the pastor began his usual"if anyone has a reason these two shouldn't be married talk now or forever go for your spit,"That couple of minutes where everyone is tacit just seems to be the prospicient detail in the service.

"John, do you take this cleaning woman to be your wife. To get it on her and cherish her, in nausea and in wellness, for as long as you both shall hold out,"the minister says.

"I DO,"John says with vigor.

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

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

"I'm sorry untested peeress, did you say no ?"he asks.

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

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

"Diane, my darling, I love you to a greater extent than I can state. You are the break half of us, and I want everyone to know that I love you and will always love you, till decease do us part,"lavatory says with a smile on his face.

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

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

Jill is crying, Jennifer is crying, even BJ is crying. After they both say their ‘ I do's'there is a yearn kiss followed by a big hug. I hear Gospel According to 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 patty would be brought out by the end of dinner. We all sat down to the repast that the chefs prepared.

bathroom worked hard at eating a unanimous lot of food and getting none of it on his tuxedo. I sat at the dining room table with Jill on one English of me and Dakota on the other side. We all ate the delicious repast 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 bathroom got up and held the tongue together and took a nice first cut. As the usual custom, they each fed one another the fade that they had cut. Neither one of them tried to smash the cake into the other's face.

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

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