She was wearing an old fashoined, high necked ivory gown worked heavily in lace and pearls, a full matching lace veil, with a headband of pearls holdi...g it in place. Lindsey trailed behind, in a matching gown in light blue, minus the veil and train. The wedding dress was every bit of ten feet long, held off the carpet by her twin sisters. Their dresses, while not as fancy, matched perfectly.The dress, of course, had belonged to Miss Agnes. They had been sitting in front of the fire, gazing up. Me: I am going to get a shower you, please make yourself comfortable.By the time I came, she was already 2 pegs down.She: Do you mind if I also take a shower? I just want to unwind.I gave her a naughty smile, and she went into the washroom. It was 10 PM by now. I turned on the lamps and closed the main lights and lit some scented candles. My house was looking sexy as fuck with mood lighting and vanilla scent of candles.I set up the whiskey and ice cubes in a tray and laid back on the bean bag. Last, but not least, was Matt who stood five foot nine inches tall, had black hair and green eyes flecked with gold.Colin dropped his suitcase and grabbed me in a bear hug, kissing me hard, his tongue plunging deep into my mouth. Before I knew it, Jason pulled me away for his kiss, grabbing my ass and squeezing hard.“Okay, you animals, this is how you really give a lady a welcome home kiss,” said Matt as he swept me in his arms, dipped me backward, and gently kissed me long and deep, finally. It's dangerous," I said.She shrugged. "I know," she told me, "but I'm careful." Look," I said, "don't take this the wrong way..." I fumbled in my wallet and handed her my card. "One day, you might need a friend. If you do, I hope you'll think of me."She took the card, glanced at it and tucked it in her backpack; then ... I thought it was impulsive ... she put her hand behind my neck, pulled my head down and kissed my cheek. "Thanks," she said, "you're a gentleman."Before I could respond.