I called Sandy at least once a week just to chat. Jen and I were getting together regularly as well.After only twenty-one years I had real friends.I g...ess I had to count Sunny in that category too.I spoke regularly with my mother about wedding plans. Then I would call Sunny to settle me down because it was more my parents' wedding than mine.The funny thing was, had I not met Jeff and been changed by him I would have been a harridan. No detail of the wedding would have been too insignificant for. Before leaving l mentioned that l had to go to the bank, but would be back at one o’clock and my wife won’t be home till 4.30pm, she wink and invited me to her bungalow then as she left l told her l wanted her naked and ready, Iris grinned and left.I got back from the bank had a quick shower then went to see Iris and she had done as l asked by only wearing a robe with nothing underneath. We went straight into the bedroom, l took off her robe, her tits were quite small and hung down like empty. She returned grinning like the cat who swallowed the canary. She refused to say anything to Marianne about what she talked about. She just said, "We talked about the reception." She winked at me.As our meals settled, the band started their first set. I danced with Karen. She whispered, "Ask your sister but someone will cut in." She grinned and lay her head on my shoulder.We sat down for one and then I asked Marianne to join me. She smiled and stood. It was a slow one and she moved into my arms. "Any children would grow up in a house full of love and tolerance. Having Susan and Rachel around would almost be like having a second set of parents." Mom and Dad, you're just going to have to accept that this is how Shan and I want to live," said Whit as he walked back into the room and put his arm around his bride.Finally, Shannon, her parents and Whit exchanged hugs and kisses and her folks left the house, not satisfied, as their little intervention had failed."Thank God, they're gone!".