Mike's little sister would be flower girl and my own Charlie would be ring bearer. The only question that had to be resolved would be which one of Jim...s wives would be seated first. It wasn't an argument and it settled with a coin toss. A few coins were kept just for that purpose.The bridesmaids all walked the aisle and I took my turn with Poppa Jack taking my arm. I had chills running down my spine. When Jen walked in on her father's arm, tears came to my eyes. Mike was standing across from me. We couldn’t leave work together so I got his address. I stayed a little late giving him enough time to leave and get home. Making my way to my car I almost couldn’t get the keys in the ignition. I calmed myself down and drove to his apartment. I hoped my car wouldn’t be recognized there and I parked away from his door. Getting myself together I walked over to it and knocked. He opened the door and smiled. He had changed into a t-shirt and shorts. He offered me something to drink and I said yes.. He sounded so much like an ISIL agent that we immediately reported him. His denunciations of the USA were almost enough to make me punch him into silence. I was able to control myself, but my grimaces and other expressions made an impression on several of the other men in the audience. They were sure that I agreed with the Imam and hated what was going on in Syria, etc.All we were supposed to do was to identify possible ISIL cell members and to let other people handle the arrests or whatever. Layla couldn’t help but moan with pleasure. James slid his hands from her waist to her breasts. Her full mounds were ready to be fondled and her nipples were as hard as granite. James gently caressed Layla’s breasts. She moaned even louder. Layla moved her mouth to his neck and began to lick him and kiss him ravenously. James again wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up and placed her firm ass on his desk. He lowered himself onto her and began to grind his massive cock against her.