Julie walked to the refrigerator, opening it up, looking for the orange juice. “Did you drink all of the god damn orange juice again?” Cynthia pok...d her head out of the bathroom door, “What do you mean again? Plus I paid for it last time anyway,” she said. Julie stared at her. “And don’t come in here, I’m naked,” Cynthia said, her face semi-red, closing the door behind her. Julie grinned, “Oh, I wouldn’t even think it girl,” She laughed to herself. Julie closed the fridge, walking slowly to. Even as she rushed to form a coherent thought she trembled at the womans heartfelt declaration, feeling as if her entire world just opened up a bit more, as if Alexs words made it so there was more air in the room. Then she saw the terror in Alexs nervous features growing exponentially right before she squeezed her eyes shut causing tears to stream down her cheeks. Oh no&hellip, She shook her head slowly, as if to deny any of Alexs concerns realizing what the hot teen must think after she had. The DJ continued.“I think we’re all happy you two came home for the wedding. Welcome back! And let’s have one for the Man of the Hour! Where are ya, Troy? Where’s the only guy I’ve ever met whose bride and best man are the same person?” A spotlight shone around the audience a couple of times as the DJ looked out into the crowd. Some of them applauded prematurely before the DJ said “Uh-oh! Looks like he’s gone, and so are your two friends. Maybe they’re back up in the suite waiting for you, eh,. I hated the site of him. He was a short 5’7, 300 pound bald headed man with a long nose and gray beard. His fat moved when he walked. I hated his guts. I stormed out behind him. “ WHAT THE FUCK? I got a date man, I’m not staying a millisecond last 3. “ I yelled at him.“ Look, what the fuck are you gonna do? You can violate your parole if you want. I could give two shits. “ he said lighting his Newport.I snapped. With every bit of power in my 6’5 250 lbs frame I grabbed him by the throat and.