Mom and Kimiko were inseparable. It was as if they had known each other for years. Ai and Mikan were their frequent accomplices as they ran around tyi...g down all the loose ends for our wedding and reception dinner. Dad and Genzo (Kimiko’s father) took an instant liking to each other. He was constantly over at Genzo’s house ostensibly to keep out of mom’s and Kimiko’s hair, but really so the two men could share stories about life in Japan and in California. But each evening, we all got together. " She stopped abruptly a fearful expression clouded her face. "We are going to get married, aren't we? That wasn't just a joke." To reassure her I knelt in front of her."My lovable adorable, Marilyn. I love you deeply and want you to be my wife. Please say yes." Tears came to her eyes and she brought her face down to mine and kissed me tenderly."Yes, darling Dalzeil. I love you so much and nothing would make me as happy as being your wife. Yes. I will marry you." We finished our breakfast and. " Cat laughed in response to something he'd said. "I don't know...you've got a lot of natural talent. You're already a better cocksucker than me." "Haha!" "Girl-cock, duh." "We'll let her be the judge." Cat glanced at Susan who was sitting there with her mouth open, stupefied. She winked."Okay." "Probably early Saturday." "Yes." "You can have me the whole day as a reward for being a good boy. I'm handing you back to Susan now. Oh, and Jason, remember what I've always told you about spending. ”I slipped off the bed and went to help Wendy with morning coffee. When the teens came upstairs, I let Wendy take the coffee to my lovers while I designed drinks for Sunday, Willow, and Rainbow. They only had tea at home, but all three wanted to try the Seattle thing—a latte. I debated about how strong to make their coffees, but decided that they wouldn’t really know what coffee was like if it was just a flavoring for their milk, so I made them plenty strong, but mixed decaf with the regular.