Melissa entered the back room and walked over to the closet where the coats were hung up. As she searched for hers, she was unaware of the men who had...followed her into the room. Finally, she grabbed her coat and spun around, she was startled to see the other men in the room."Oh... just grabbed my jacket, it's all yours now" she said and headed to leave the room.The men blocked her path as Jason, one of the groomsmen, spoke to her gruffly. "All ours? Oh yeah, you're all ours, alright!"He. Stephanie took the lead and gave him a hug, no kiss, just a hug.Denis felt that he got more than he deserved as he already felt as though he should have told Stephanie that he wasn't what he appeared and all the way home, he gave himself a good talking to about it."You should have said something." he muttered."What and frighten her off?" Better she knew from the beginning than to scare her away for good by telling her later." Are you alright, Miss?" said another voice.Denis stopped, thinking. It was really fun talking to her. She was wearing a miny skirt and a low cut T- Shirt and looking stunningly beautiful. While talking, once she bent down apparently to scratch her feet when her beautiful round breasts became more exposed under large opening of her T- shirt. With a boyish curiosity I could not refrain myself from looking at her asset. Aunty noticed the curiosity in my eyes and simply smiled. Then after a few minutes she suddenly jumped from her chair and shouted in a. ‘What time is breakfast?’ ‘It’s whenever you wake up, liefje,’ he answered, his eyes straying again to her kiss-swollen mouth. ‘Jannie doesn’t stand on ceremony with family.’ Before she could respond, he bent his head and kissed her again, an achingly sweet and tender kiss, and she could tell from the way he held her that he was struggling to keep from deepening it. ‘Heerlijk!’ he said, raising his head reluctantly. ‘No fair!’ she answered, raising accusing eyes to his face. ‘I don’t know.