I then received the message and replied to her that this was totally inapropriate and that I was going to need to talk to her mother. I went up to her...room and apologized to her for my behavior but she had no interest in talking to me. So before I left I told her to check her email and I left. I heard a scream and her running down asking me what I was doing. My reply was "I'm not doing anything, I'm shocked that my own daughter would send me such crude and sick pictures and that I was going to. "Tommy, we were going to just have a small wedding. You know the story about my folks, and Brad's family probably wouldn't be able to fly in from Oregon, so we talked about it and decided to get married by a JP instead of having a fancy ceremony. We still want you and Beth there, but I guess that would make Beth a witness, not my maid of honor. Oh, and could you be a witness too, even if you're not taking pictures?" Sure, I'd be honored to be there," I answered, almost grinning at the relieved. “This is my tool bag,” Wendy laughed, oblivious to my ogling. “Be patient and you will find out.” When we got inside Wendy went straight to the cupboards and found two glasses. From her bag, she pulled out a large bottle of aviation-grade cider. “First,” she instructed, “we will have a little drink, to calm your nerves.” We sat on a bench outside, shaded by a neatly kept hedge that enclosed my uncle’s plot. While we chatted, she replenished our glasses, several times and soon, due to the. I saw the small group of thugs coming to talk to me. Yes I admit it made me apprehensive.“Hey old man you reckon Gerome is putting moves on that one legged ho?” the obvious leader of the pack asked.“I don’t know about that, but I do know that you need to either, show the owner some respect or wait for planet fitness to open a gym here,” I said.“And if I don’t?” he asked.“Then kid you are about to let your mouth overload your ass. I would hate to see you do that. It isn’t good for business,” I.