“I was, but I think Bill has other ideas for Julie, and I don’t want to be a party pooper,” she chuckled.“Have you seen the others?” Robert ...nquired.“Err no, but I heard them down on the platform, that was enough for me,” she replied laughing.Robert smiled “Well do you want a Bud or something else? Terry just looked at him, a slow smile breaking out on her face. “It seems our guests are otherwise engaged at the moment, I’ll have a bud, but can I have it in the master bedroom?” Robert stood to. I used the sponge to quickly rub her foot down and then put it to one side and I started to rub her bare foot with my hands. Lathering her foot with the shower gel as well as massaging her foot. Anna watched me massage her foot and let out gentle moans. "That feels so good." Anna moaned as I started to rub the balls under her toes. "Yeah! Keep rubbing there!" She said closing her eyes. When you're playing tennis you're always on your toes, so I guess that's why she enjoyed me massaging under. We were both quiet on the way there. I was nervous and I guessed Sam was too. At the restaurant a beautiful Thai girl welcomed us with a wai, and took Sam’s coat. He was wearing an ivory coloured silk top with capped sleeves and a knee length skirt with ankle boots. He shot me a nervous smile, “You like it?”Sam, it looks lovely.”He smiled and ducked his head away, and I thought I caught him blushing. We ordered, then sat in an uncomfortable silence. “Sam, about last night—““What about it?”He. The organist, Mrs. Moore (a dainty wisp of a girl of no more than twenty years), pumped her feet on the bellows of the reed organ with gusto as she played the Wedding March. Aggie appeared from the nave, smiling and carrying a small bouquet of daisies. She proceeded to the rail and moved over into place as the Maid of Honor.All eyes were on the alcove and a murmur raced through the throng as Smitty Akin stepped out, clean and dressed in a freshly pressed suit and tie. The most beautiful bride.