.. The wedding...and the "consumation," when he fucks me anally.The square below is crowded with people, like at the Vatican when the Pope is around, ...nd all their eyes are glued to this balcony or to large TV screens placed throughout the square."Do you, the King, take Chrissy to be your lawfully-wedded husband?" The Constable asks."I do" says the King loudly so the crowd hears him."Do you, Chrissy," the Constable turned to me, "submit yourself to the authority of the King as his. “Oh HO! This is going up as the background on my computer for a MONTH.” The woman smirked, saving the picture for later.Eating a pig in a blanket from his plate, Boston grinned from behind the cowl. "You know the moment he sees that photo; Bruce won't let me do this ever again, right?" Pffff, worth it."Seeing the doors to the hall open, everyone turned their attention to the procession of amazon warriors marching forward, their polished armor shimmering like mirrors to the lights overhead as. " She turned to look at the group, then motioned with her hands that it was time to go to bed. With that, they all began to say good night and share hugs before leaving for their rooms.Earlier a lone van moved across the dark arid plains of Western Africa. To the east, its drivers could see the approaching weather front, outlined by a line of clouds filled with nearly continuous lightning. Even though it was just after midnight, the lightning in the clouds silhouetted their rolling movement. As. She almost always takes two sleeping pills before going to sleep. She would not be suspicious when she woke up groggy--she always did.The double dose + alcohol should ensure that Susan would sleep through her... I don't really know what to call it. After all I am her husband. No prosecutor in the world would try this as rape. I waited for 20 minutes and then went in to fuck-rape-make love to my wife.She looked so beautiful, so peaceful. Susan was wearing a pink flannel gown. You know the sexy.