"I'm sorry," Angelo said, "I guess I'm just not used to this yet." What do you see?" he said taking him over to a mirror."A woman," Angelo answered."Y...s," the photographer said, "you need to think of yourself as Angela.This is your wedding day and you are a beautiful bride."Angelo stared at his reflection and slowly Angela began to emerge. Shewas beautiful and this was the biggest day of her life. She returned tothe photographer more confident and told him that she was ready. Theytook some. And for heaven's sake comb your hair."So, I did. Unbidden, I even brushed my teeth. I was surprised when mom handed me $100. I told her I had money from work, but she insisted, so I took it."Pay for the movie, too," she whispered.I opened Suzette's door for her — and I noticed her mother glaring out the window as I headed to the passenger side."Suzette," I said when we were moving. "I don't want to be in the middle of a pissing contest between you and your mom. She doesn't like me — with good. And my life has been richer for it,let me explain. My wife and I have been married for almost 20 years now, but this story takes place almost 18 years ago. She is a beautiful, sexy woman, she owns her own business and has been successful for many years now.She's 5 foot 6 inches, 140lbs which is just how I like it. Very top heavy 44DDD, hourglass figure like the pinup girls from Marilyn Monroe era of women.Both nipples are huge and pierced, and a few classy tattoos that are well hidden. That. "Why don't you go and fetch your little friend Andy," said Gloria."Bring him back here and we'll do it. Just don't tell anyone else whatwe've got planned. They might not understand and could ruin everything."She put two gnarled fingers to her lips and made a shush noise.Trinny giggled again and danced over to the door. "I won't be long," shesaid and then ran out gaily.Gloria watched her go and settled back into her chair, shaking her headand chuckling. "Ah," she said. "You can always rely on.