.No!... it wasn`t but after a few goes and the nylon slipping out of my hands i managed to get all four of the clasps on the stockings, two at the fr...nt two at the back, she then asked me to pull one strand of each of the suspender up so that it held the stocking top tight and in place, i did this four times and then i was finished, the stockings now seemed to be part of her and i loved the way they look pulled tight by the suspender belt onto her bodysuit, i was mesmerised by the tiny bit of. "You know Mr. Davis, your daughter is right, our families are very muck alike. We love sex and we don't apologize for it. There is nothing better then taking a sweet young thing to your bed, and having your way with her," Frank said, as he searched around the room with a gleam in his eye."Patterson, I guess you're right, too, I don't apologize for loving my girl, and as for your son, well, we will see." I can understand how you feel, but I think I have an idea how we can prove that we mean your. "You okay?"he asked,"looks like it almost gotcha, didn't it?" Not knowing what to say or even having the energy to say I just laid there staring at him. He seemed to realize that I was exhausted and helped me sit up. I sat there in a daze until I felt something cold press up against my forehead and a towel draped around my neck. I managed to mutter out a weak "Thanks". "Don't mention it,"he said,"just relax." He gave me a few minutes to rest then he helped me up and we walked over to a couch. The church was laid out in the typical fashion with altar at one end and the doors at the other. The bell tower and spire towered over the end with the doors and a second floor balcony also was at this end. What the church lacked in size did not diminish its charm or beauty. It’s grandeur and magnificence was far better than I, the son of a simple peasant farmer deserved to be married in. Beside me stood Pellenica and Treabilla as my ‘groomsmen’ of sorts, they were dressed the part and looked.