Marcy was a decently attractive girl, if a bit of atomboy at times. She had long brown hair and some modest curves in allthe right places, sporting a ...oodie, dirty jeans and a b-cup bra. Marcygot up and walked around the room, "So I thought you were going to showbe some 'magic' or did you just come here to eye me up?" She didn't findhis laughter very funny. "Aww whats wrong with that? Maybe I wouldn'thave to try so hard if you showed off more of that smoking hot body."Marcy sighed, he always. Oh, and I’d better point out that the prospective bride and groom, were not intending to be at the same wedding ceremony.Two other hen party girls – or should I say women, they were both getting on a little and old enough to know better – (and most likely at their age, married) were also putting on a show with the rest of the stag party and anyone else who happened to be handy. One was on her back lying on a settle pulling a proverbial train. The other appeared to be lying on her stomach over a. Eleanor Kaminski greeted me briefly before ducking back inside to get out of the heat. She was wearing a bright pink ribbed tube top, the integrity of the fabric stretched nearly to the point of compromise, and a pair of denim cut-offs.I pulled off my sweat-soaked t-shirt and tied it around my head. I worked fast, as much to get out of the heat as quickly as anything else. We were in the midst of such a rainless stretch that their grass barely needed mowing, and large patches of it were already. Sure beats the hell out of me," he replied. "Anyway it gave us time to get the dead and wounded out of here. I got fresh troops to take their place. Everyone has been fed and watered. We got the warriors supplied with grenades and the archers supplied with more arrows. I guess we are ready for the next charge," he said to me.I just nodded back to him and continued to stare out toward the battlefield, kind-of hoping they would turn tail and run.The morning dawn is just starting to break over the.