"Father" I said. "I am about to marry a woman I love very much but as you know, my mom is the only woman who rules my heart." "Yes father. If my son d...esn't eat my cum filled pussy or ass, I can't function." mom said. "Hmm..." Father Wilcox said thoughtfully. "If you two are in love, you should think about making it permanent." Father Wilcox suggested. Mom rushed the store and got herself a wedding gown that night. Next day, mom and I reached the church early. Father Wilcox was ready for us. . A couple of the girls wanted to come with me but I figured a clean break was for the best and headed South toward the coast. At the first stop with a feel that seemed to hit me with a good vibe I dragged my sorry ass off the train and sat on top of my luggage on the station platform. There was a sign that said,"Taxi Stand"Unfortunately, there was no sign of a taxi. From experience, I knew that taxi drivers were the most informed people in the world and could sent anyone in the right direction. He dressed in scrubs, throwing on the other pair of shoes he kept in his locker as just in cases. He couldn't count all of the kids and adults he'd had that had vomited on his shoes, or his clothes, so he kept a change of each here. Throwing on his lab coat, he pinned his badge securely on the collar, throwing his stethoscope around his neck and brushing his still damp, shaggy hair back from his face, he went to start his day.The Emergency Room wasn't too crowded when he got there, a couple of. The “girls” were all nicely made up and some were even beautiful. A few were wearing satin nightgowns that were pretty but conservative. Most were wearing sexier selections. Vicky’s and Fredericks were well represented and most were wearing garters and stockings, high heels, bras, corsets, etc. Everything you might expect. There was one girl who came over to me and said her name was Laura. She was pretty and very passable as a girl and wore a sheer light blue bra and panty set with matching.