The strangest situation surrounded my wedding.I discussed plans with my Mother. We talked about family. We talked about my Father's business contacts ...nd some of the things we could do to accommodate 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. She was really rocking now. Their hips were meeting making loud slapping sounds. She loved it and almost screaming in pleasure. She really gets loud and not at all afraid to tell you how good it feels. He was really giving it to her now. She just encouraged him more. Telling him, “Oh fuck me baby”. “That’s how I like it.” “Oh, fuck me hard. “Oh Yes baby” The truck cab was rocking now. Holy shit they were fucking hard. The driver looked and me with a big smile and told me how lucky I was. “Man,. He looked around at the still green trees, their leaves not yet showing any hint of the fall season that was just around the corner. There was a gentle breeze rustling the leaves and the sun was shinning brightly in the crystal blue sky.Jim walked on weak legs up a grassy knoll to Sally's grave. This was the place that Jim had come every week since Sally had died. It was his place of solace, a place he could talk with Sally, his light in his darkest hours.Jim held the flowers in his hand and. "It's cool man, i mean if you are, it's alright.'' he said. I was shocked i looked up to see if i really heard what i thought i did, his cool smile told me that i did and i smiled back. "Well man i gotta go take a shower I'll catch you later." he said as he patted my shoulder. Little did he know that it sent butterflies through my stomach. I watched him depart up the stairs and then went outside to say goodbye to Britt.A few hours later i was at home, it was around 11o'clock, my parents had.