Philip arrived at the appointed restaurant first and he got a table over in a corner where he and Bethany could enjoy a bit of privacy away from all t...e other prying eyes there surrounding them. Sure enough, Bethany had considered her father-in-law's invitation or command to appear with him, and she came walking in right on time in a very tasteful and attractive maternity outfit that accentuated the fact that her pregnant belly was already starting to be very noticeable.Philip stood when. It was bad luck, she toldme, for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, and besides, shewanted it to be a surprise.She'd asked me about my dream gown, however, and within the privacy ofour home, I'd finally relented and pointed out the sort of dress that Iwould wear if ever given the opportunity--a Victorian style gown withlong mutton sleeves, a high illusion neckline, and full train, trimmedwith lace and bows.I remember how on the night I'd finally told her this, Lisa had told mehow. Those men are dangerous. They're willing to kill, and they have automatic weapons, and..." Eric is bait, Maureen," Dad said. "The police look at him and see a drug addict, a throwaway. They've staked him to the ground like a lamb hoping the rogue coyotes cooking and dealing meth will come after him. After the gang makes their kill, the police will make a case against them for murder and roll up the drug operation at the same time. The media will make them heroes. That my son will be dead won't. I asked him; “Babes, would you like to tickle my back?” I love having my back tickled, the feeling of the contact of his fingers as they stroke across my skin. Another bonus of asking him meant I could make a show of taking off my t-shirt and bikini top. Slowly, inch by inch, I revealed my body to him. Untying my bikini top, I released my breasts from their restraints. Now, because he tickled my back a lot, I know what it normally feels like. There's a pattern to his movements. This time.