The church will be invited but we don’t want a big ‘to do’ to celebrate our nuptials. We considered a civil ceremony but we both want to be marr...ed in church. We don’t want anything big and fancy. Jack and I will just walk down the aisle together and present ourselves to God. We hadn’t planned any food or drink for a reception.”She said, “That’s no problem! I’ll get some of the class to help! We’ll take care of the whole thing! You won’t have to do anything! It will be soo exciting!”I could. "Sue, how the heck am I supposed to wear these stockings? They won't stay up?" I cried out.Sue came into the room, "Sorry, I forgot you would need to borrow a garter belt."She started going through the drawers and pulled out a black, lacy garter belt out, and she helped me put it on. She showed me how to hook the garters to the stockings, and I sat on the bed to try to do what she had showed me. FLASH! Amy stood at the door with a camera, and then took off running."Looks like they got you. It might dry out a bit." It was till summer so a fairly warm Aussie night.We get inside the pub and its pretty packed with mainly men. There's a few females in the audience, but most women there were either topless bar staff or the girls putting on the show.We made our way to the bar. It was pretty noisy with the music going and the guys cheering on a young lad on stage getting a lap-dance with a pretty hot stripper.Jordan bends over the bar to ask for a drink and every one got a great view of. He waved it away and made his drunken way to throw his dishes into the sink. Desmond clumsily washed his plate and utensils, stopping every once in a while, as his vision swam. He finally gave up, and turned around, stepping right into Lyle. His brother was shirtless, shoeless, his pants were half unzipped. His eyes were a leaf green, instead of his usual gold. Desmond watched, mesmorized, as Lyle slid a hand around his waist, and slowly moved closer to his brother. Their faces were inches.