I discussed plans with my Mother. We talked about family. We talked about my Father's business contacts and some of the things we could do to accommod...te that many of them.She mentioned all the various pre-wedding events she thought would be appropriate.I considered eloping.What we did not talk about were my ideas for my fairy tale. I realized the reason was I hadn't thought about it.There is a process women follow to plan for the "most important day of my life." It starts in childhood, but. "So?" I ask."I… wanted to… to fuck...you." He says with a sigh finally getting it out."I don't know about all that," I say stepping forward and swiftly grabbing the boulder within his pants, making him gasp. "May want something else." What?" He asks in a wheeze as though my grasp sucked out all the air in his lungs."You're in my home, so you'll do as I say." I grin."What do you want?" He asks as though I may have lost him. "Just take your pants off Mike," I order, releasing his bulge.Mike. " You know, I really never thought of you as a young woman before. Not until you told me what you saw. I guess now I should look at you as a friend as well as a daughter." I'll consider you something more than just my mother, too." Symphony sipped her scotch and her mind began to click away."What are you thinking about?" About you and Bob," Symphony said. "And how you need to get fucked! Dad has been ignoring you, and he's been treating you like a bastard. Wouldn't it be a wonderful irony if. "He's not a big spender on himself and he hasn't had anyone else to spend it on for some time. He'll probably be disappointed you haven't spent more."Sally bit her lip and Catriona smiled gently at her. "Don't feel guilty either way," she said softly. "He'll be tickled pink with what you have got and secretly pleased at your restraint. You mustn't show him the dress before the wedding though."Sally nodded and then hugged her. "Thanks, Catriona. I'd have been hopeless on my own."The rest of the.