Couldn’t do this to her! Even Jackson Pierce, in all his selfishness and arrogance wouldn’t leave her here, would he? ‘Jack, you can’t!’ Jes...ie gasped, mindless of the tears falling freely down her face. ‘You can’t leave me here! I’m your wife! I’ve never seen the papers you’re talking about and have never signed anything! What are you saying?!’ ‘You don’t have to sign a thing. The law says that a man can walk away from any woman who’s barren and she doesn’t have any say in the matter. It’s. " She smiled widely, and said, "Let's go...I'll drive."She looked like a classy runway model dressed in a white sailor suit dress with big gold buttons down the front, navy blue hosiery with white high heel pumps, and her hair was pinned back behind her ears. The dress fit her curvy body very nicely, and accentuated her bust line. Again, her makeup was perfect, and her bright red lipstick was a sexy contrast to her outfit. "See you in an hour," I said, getting only a scowl in reply. We walked. ‘Just breathe,’ Derek suggested as he shrugged into the jacket of his tux and fidgeted with his tie. -2 hours later- ‘Are you ready? Because it isn’t too late to stop this,’ Peter asked Ayla. ‘I’m ready.’ Ayla’s voice was a firm whisper that shook just slightly. ‘You look beautiful, just like your mother when I met her under the Chuppah,’ Peter said softly as they walked towards the aisle. They stopped in front of the closed doors to the sanctuary and Peter looked at the attendant. ‘Lets go,’. My mom and Savita were walking as usual so I joined them.Savita was wearing a basic nighty which was a little tight on her assets so they were sticking out of her nighty. I couldn’t help but stare at those amazing bouncy boobs and perfectly big ass jumping while she walked. I guess she noticed me staring at her boobs once. I turned my head immediately.Now I began getting up early to see her like that every morning. Few days passed by and one damn LUCKY day my mom didn’t get up. She was really.