They join us together forever, forever in love."Ai had started crying again, this time out of joy. Smiling, Julie pushed her back onto the bed."Let us...love you, Ai."She looked over at Bill, who just nodded, dumbfounded. All thoughts of marriage were swept away. She was right. The three of them were together. To marry one and not the other would be incredibly cruel, and what was marriage compared to the bond they already had? Who needed some stinking, overpriced, rings? Grabbing Ai under her. "It really WILL be a bit too hot in summer, though." "I see," Angela says. "I have another outfit here that you might liketo try on." I giggle excitedly as Amanda retrieves another garment fromthe rack she just brought in, but my smile quickly vanishes when I seethe outfit being held out for me."...A trouser suit?" Charlotte sneers."Why- why would I want to wear a trouser suit at my own wedding?" I ask."We want to give you options for your wedding that are APPROPRIATE,"Amanda says, and my frown. Boyd thrilled at his wife wanting Buck. She was going to screw the nigger. Boyd knew there was nothing he could do to stop it happening.But he didn't want to stop it. Had he held a gun in his hand he still would not have tried to stop it. His mind reeled, shouting, "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her," inside his head. He wanted to watch it, to see the expression on his wife's face as that huge black cock spread her cunt more than it had ever been spread before and disappeared up into her white. Not many businesses asked for ID for a simple credit transaction anymore, least of all a modest bar tab, but I obligingly pulled out my wallet and tossed my driver’s license onto the counter. Mel picked it up and read out loud. ‘Five-ten. Hundred sixty-two pounds. Hair: black. Eyes: hazel.’ He looked up at me. ‘Yup. That’s you.’ He handed me back my license and credit card. As the credit slip was printing out, he asked casually, ‘You ever go by ‘Robbie’?’ This startled me. I hadn’t used that.