" Pardon me. I'm joking of course. I am an old college friend of his. My name is John," I said. " I'm the bride's sister. I'm Nicole." " Yes, I spotte... you in the reception line. Then you were gone." Nicole laughed. " It's a long story," Nicole said. " Do you think this will work out? Oh, I shouldn't ask that question." I look embarrassed. " Don't be embarrassed! The simple answer is: Does he have money?" Nicole laughed. I laughed. " A woman cannot be too rich or too thin. Isn't that what they. Please, MISTRESS, use me as YOUR ashtray and spittoon, and force me to lick YOUR spittle, cum and piss off the ground!!!Whenever YOU or one of YOUR friends needs to piss, I must offer my mouth as a urinal. If YOU or one of YOUR friends so like, they may piss all over me. Force me to always offer my mouth wide open and without turning away, if and as long as I am spit or pissed on.I need to be forced to piss my pants wherever and whenever YOU so order. It doesn't matter if other people can see. “I don't know. I asked many girls out but they never said yes, until my Senior Ball.”“You made up for that in college?”“In college, they started saying yes. My first girlfriend was Alice, in my freshman year. I dated around until I met Tammy that ended before Easter, this year. I've been in between for a while.”“You know I was fourteen my first time. Who was your first, Tammy or Alice?”Abby saw his face get a little white. He held his fork still before eating the food on it. He squeezed her. We all soon joined him listening to family and friends. Jack passed the mike to me and I said, "Good morning, everyone. We had bad storms here and lost power for most of the night. Our daughters, Becky and Gretchen, are here. I'm going to turn the mike to each of them and have them say hello and tell a little of what happened last night. Becky, please go first." Good morning. I am Becky here with my husband, Mark. We had no power since late last night nor does our company's office. Everybody is.