But one thing I can tell you. The instant I saw him I had no doubt he would get whatever he wanted from our home that evening."Wake-up honey. Aubrey, ...ake up." Huh, Dad? What's the matter? What time is it?" Hush, honey, listen to me. I don't want you to be afraid but you have to listen to me carefully." Dad, what is it?" Shh, just listen. We're not alone. In a second, the bedroom light is going to turn on, and you'll see there's another man in here. I don't want you to scream. He says that if. My face was clearly visible. I felt physically sick.The next text told me that he had the whole thing on video, from whichthat was a still. I didn't know what to say or do and actually began tocry. My land line rang and I blew my nose and got myself together enoughto answer it. It was him."Hi Michelle, hope you liked the photo." You put something in my drink didn't you?" Not at all," he chuckled, "you asked what you could do for me sayinganything and when I said a blow job, you said okay and. Walking down the aisle was another challenge, of course it would not have seemed as such had I been but wearing the usual kid-skin slippers .But as fate would have it, I walked in 5 inches high wedge like things, courtesy to my new wardrobe and husband who had apparently chosen the very best of the dresser in whole of Ireland. He was seemingly very French. So as the twin death- traps absorbed my whole attention, I had no idea of what waited for me at the end of the aisle. Only when I was face. When Vikki returned with more drink I had sat myself back in my chair, she stood in front of me as we refreshed ourselves and her hairy triangle was just a few inches away from my face, she saw me looking and parted her legs a few inches exposing her hanging lips and lovely thigh gap, “You like hairy sir?” she asked and putting my glass down I glanced up at her, “Oh yes Vikki, I certainly do” I replied forcing a smile on her face.She could see my boner was still prominent and being inches away.