Well, your future wife insisted on me to serve as joint maid-of-honor,” I explained.“Oh ... I see- ... no, wait, what the fuck?” Brent said, cle...rly baffled and shaking his head.I sighed. “Yeah. What the fuck, indeed, Brent. What the fuck, indeed.”- - - -Brent’s bachelor party was arranged first. Brent’s best-man Andre was a bit miffed at not being allowed to plan it but Jess convinced Brent that it would be in his, and the whole group’s, best interest to allow her to arrange the shin-dig.. That put me off even more. What kind of a man was he to let me push him around? Had I been he I would have had me draped over the back of the couch by this time, my pants around my ankles and my bare ass sticking up in the air, while... but that was just my fancy. Strangely enough it stirred me up to the point at which that familiar warm, tingling sensation burbled up from my loins, and since it seemed to work I continued the fantasy.Wouldn't it be nice, I thought, if Frank was the aggressive. We're not here to steal your concept. We want to see it succeed. If Ms. Fulton's estimates are correct, this would be a very affordable way for homeowners, farmers, ranchers, and even small businesses to clean their water supplies. Water is a very precious commodity in this state. Our job is to protect it and promote better use of it."With the help of the assembled group, we off-loaded the two units and moved them to the designated test sites. It took very little effort to work up a sweat in. He does have some say in it too.”“Oh, well then it’s already half-decided.”“Did you get a big hard on for Mommy?” she asked in a little girl voice.“That’s not funny.”“No, but what you need to ask is, what will she do if she doesn’t get what she needs?”“I tried to ask her that after I put the collar away. She simply said that she had to make some changes after Dad disappeared.”“She said that about her job, about making breakfast, and about getting what she needs in the bedroom,” she summed up..