I stood back and listened for a few seconds to try to assess whether she was in trouble.That’s when one of the men said, “Give us your purse, you ...ucking bitch. Or would you rather I try to knock some sense into you again.”It was apparent that he had already hit the girl at least once, and she struggled against his grip. When she turned partially towards me I realized that it was Sarah. She was wearing a tight, black t-shirt. It had the logo of a heavy metal band, and she was also wearing a. He had talked with her a few times at school and enjoyed the girl's company. She was feisty, and didn't take shit off of anybody.He had borrowed his Dad's pickup for the day, giving Mark the keys to the Mustang. His dad loved the car almost as much as Jake did, having helped with the restoration at times. Jake had loaded everything he needed in the back of the truck and locked the cover the night before. Checking that it was still secure and nothing was missing he climbed in the 4x4 and headed. I raced home with my imagination running wild. I went through my refrigerator and boxed up the two bottles of champagne and a few wine coolers that I had, changed my clothes then headed back to the hotel. Upon arrival, I took the service elevator back up to the eleventh floor and knocked on Glenn's door. I had intended to just hand over the box to Glenn and take whatever he offered to compensate when I heard the stairwell door open. Thinking that there may have been a security officer walking. The girls smiled as they took our arms and together we all stood in front of the vicar, their dresses were quite low cut and I think both Garry and I had to strain ourselves to look the girls in the eye as we spoke the words."You may kiss the brides" the vicar beamed and everyone clapped as we took him up on his suggestion,"You look beautiful" Agnes sniffed, her eyes brimming over and when mum kissed her, they did brim over, "Oh dear" she sniffled, "I think I'm going to cry"We held the.