Motionless I stoodstaring at the woman I was, I was my wife, but not the Teresa I hadmarried, I was the Teresa I had fantasized of, the one who a few ...omentsago I had wished for in front of the old man.I had to get back in the shop and tell him to turn me back. As I reachedfor the handle, the door opened. It was me, or who I was a few momentsago, it was Daniel, well at least his face was. Yet, his body was firm,fit and a few inches taller. His jeans were quite tight showing he wasmuch. There were six from customs who went up the stairs into the 747 with Lorrie and me. They started down the aisle first, stamping passports as they went and we followed. Thirty minutes later we were done and the seventy five from Morton were finding seats. All the gear had been stowed in the baggage compartments, including mine along with Malinda’s, Hanna’s and their camera men.There were the final hugs and passionate kisses for my mates at the bottom of the stairs; all of them had shown up even. I turned to my right and looked at Jason Wardlaw. I could see my brother looking out of his eyes.“Do you, Jason Wardlaw, take Miranda Lewis to be your lawfully wedded wife; to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; until death do you part?”“I do.” It was Jason’s voice but all I could still see was Kyle.“Forasmuch as Miranda and Jason have consented together in holy matrimony, and have pledged. ‘Oh yes… Tyler… so good…’ Kira moaned. She felt an orgasm build deep inside far sooner then she would had ever expected. Her belly tightened, and her breath came in short, ragged, pants. Just before she lost control, Tyler suddenly stopped. Kira looked over her shoulder, eyes wide with need, and confusion. She had been mere seconds away from climax. Why did he stop? ‘No,’ Tyler said softly. ‘Not yet.’ His strong hands rolled her onto her back. She noticed the look in his eyes, when her.