I would shiver but my body does not have the energy, so I merely suffer.After an hour or so the rain stops and I hang numbly, hearing the slow drips o...tside.My phone, upstairs, rings. Then, after a while, again. And again. Message beeps follow. Finally, finally, somebody is missing me.Then, nothing more. Either the battery has drained, or whoever was trying to contact me has given up.The day crawls. For the third time in a row, darkness begins to close in. My roommate, Sarah, shouldhave been. Suddenly, the door opened and in bounded Laura, her over enthusiastic sister/bridesmaid. "The car's here!" squealed Laura in excitement.Sarah took another deep breath, lifted her trailing dress and walked down to the car.Meanwhile, in the church, Jack was panicking too..."What if the car gets lost? Or stuck in traffic? What if she backs out and doesn't turn up?" Jack managed to splutter out. "Don't worry. She'll be here. Its always tradition for the bride to be late." His best man, Steve,. "Well seeing you upside down is a bit non standard," I explained."My head is throbbing," she said, "And the vibro feels funny." We'll call it a day for now then?" I queried."Yes, lets go down the pub," she suggested."The deal is you stay in the dungeon and pander to my every sexual need!" I reminded her."Sex in the pub car park?" she suggested."Oh yes, security lights, closed circuit TV," I pointed out."We could have a meal?" she suggested."Isn't my cooking to your taste?" I asked."Oh oui,. That meant I could not really bring any party clothes. The way I feel here, I think it was a bad idea; I may give up and head home.” “Don’t you dare give up yet, I’ll sort something out,” I said. I ordered her a double vodka lime and lemonade, and myself, bourbon and coke, and then we joined my friends. I introduced her as Joy, which is the name she gave me. Everyone tried to make her feel welcome, but she really was struggling and I felt quite awkward for her. I did find out a bit more about.