The Maitre D' had volunteered to be my best man so he was with us when the limousine dropped us back outside the Hotel.We'd found a red carpet outside... We were just about to walk around it to get to the steps when the Maitre D' told us it was for us, brilliant!!!It had been late afternoon when we'd got married and the limousine had driven us around Carlisle for a bit as we had time left on the booking.We headed straight for the bar and as I knew sex wasn't on the cards I knew there wasn't any. I liked sex with men and getting fucked like a girl better. After that, I just never had any desire to be with girls and play their head games. Until I met you and Rosy, that is. You two don't play those head games." Well, then," Carla says, "You're in for a treat. Why don't we go into the other bedroom and let me teach you the fine art of cunnilingus. You won't need much training, I think you're probably a natural. C'mon, you pretty girl, let me show you what's between my. "I am about to hop in the hot tub. Want to join me?"I could see her thinking that over, and gave her space to decide if I was sincere, or just trying to get her clothes off. She must have thought I was safe, because she smiled, thanked me for the invite, and ran off to get her new swim suit. I uncovered the hot tub, and got in all the way to my neck, to avoid Teri seeing my damaged chest. I worried about her taking one look at what those bastards did to me, and taking off with the kids.The. After the Claire fiasco came to a head, you had the audacity to start running not only in the afternoon but also every goldurned morning! I wanted to strangle your no-longer scrawny neck. Oh, the torture you put me through! But I rolled from my bed every morning before the durned sun came up and ran with you. If I hadn't loved you so much, I would've hated you, and then a strange thing happened. I started to like running. Painful or not, I liked what running was doing for me. The pounds were.