After a few minutes we got up and went to the bathroom. I watched Amy wipe my cum from her puss before we got into a hot shower together and washed ea...h others bodies. After a good shower we got out, dried off and put on our warm PJ'S and a gown and then made our way to the lounge where we chilled chatting and watching tv together before ordering pizza for dinner. During our pizza Amy and I opened a bottle of wine and slowly started sipping away while we continued watching tv and having a good. . And him...”We pan down to look at a yellow Labrador – sitting on the floor of the garage, looking back up at us, dopey smile, tongue hanging out.We hear the familiar voice of our hostess, Charley, and realise that she has been filming this ‘modelling’ session. “And what does that all mean?”Isla looks back at us and manages a smile, “My name is Isla McNamee, and I’m a dirty Scottish whore, who wants to get fucked by a dog on the tele!”She pauses for a moment, then Charley asks her, “Is it the. "That joke pulled an incredulous snort out of me, and it was definitely ajoke. After all, one of Ollie's best traits as a wingman was that hedidn't drink much. Not so little that he wasn't any fun, but he alwaysheld himself back from getting too wild. Otherwise, he might dosomething crazy, and he just couldn't allow that.With my friend on the booze issue, I turned my attention to my secondproblem for the evening, a distinct lack of female company. After all,Ollie was fun to hang out with,. " I kissed her cheek instead, and she teased softly, "I don't want to mess up my lipstick... Yet."I waggled my eyebrows at her, and she smiled as she grabbed a handful of my cheek. Then she held her hand out to Morris, our son. He nodded, took her arm and turned to escort his mother to her seat.I watched that familiar wiggle down the aisle for a moment, smiling, and then I turned and walked to the bride's room at the end of the hallway.All of the bridesmaids looked beautiful in their strapless.