“Um...Ben.” I ended up stuttering anyway because my cock was ready to break through my zipper to get free.“Ben...nice name, mine is Aria nice to...meet you.” Arie seemed to say this as if she meant it but I knew it was most likely part of her job. What the hell I might as well play along.“Nice to meet you to.” I replied. Moments later I smelt something familiar yet foreign.“Do you smell that?” I asked Aria.“Smell what?” Replied Aria with a bit of confusion written on her face.“It sort of smells. Doug’s ladies and I would like to go over the arrangements for the wedding to make sure everything will be ready.”“Mrs. Smith, I spoke with Jim Mahler, who is coordinating the event yesterday morning. At that time all of the arrangements were completed or would be by the morning of the wedding. Is there a particular aspect of the plans that you wish to discuss?”“No, I just wanted to check on each item. Would it be possible for me to speak with Mr. Mahler?”Tom picked up his comm unit and commed. He especially liked the Jane comic strip: the girl who sometimes managed to lose most of her clothes to the delight of British servicemen and to the dismay of his tut-tutting mother."Golly! It really is raining outside!" Edward exclaimed. "It's raining cats and dogs!" Not real cats and dogs?" Katherine wondered. "That's just a saying, isn't it?" Of course it is, silly!" Edward said. "It means it's raining lots and lots. Listen to it! There's tons of rain coming down." I don't like the sound,". "I'm glad you two became friends"A friend? Was she my friend? I guess so."Thanks," I said, "It's fun to be with her."I was careful not to say "in her"."Now don't get too close too soon," she said maternally."We're not doing anything weird," I assured her. What was weird about sex? Everybody did it.In my bedroom, I picked up from the top of my dresser the most important item in my possession. I reread the writing on the thick paper for the zillionth time. This was my invitation to Megan's party..