It will be my dress... to keep." How sweet!" chimed Katrina, "Patricia will own her very own weddinggown!" So," Amy asked, "are you planning to get ma...ried? Is a wedding in yourplans?" No..." I began to reply before Katrina interrupted."We're working on that, Amy! So let's get busy!" Part 55 -------- Seated at a makeup table, I numbly gazed upon my reflection in the largemirror: upon my face, perfectly made, heavy with mascara and eyeliner;upon my lips, ruby-red; upon the gold earrings, inlaid. It was time. I wore a hat, sunglasses, and lifts in my shoes, and carried my camera and cleanup rape-bag when I knocked on Susan's door. Stupid bitch that she is she answered. She did not recognize me at first. I pushed my way inside and closed the door behind me."Oh my god, what are you doing, get out of here, HEL... John? Is that you?! You sonofabitch! How dare you come in here you asshole! Get the fuck out right now!! " she demanded in a haughty tone.I stood there for a second, looking at. No, it was Doctor Metcalf herself. No delivery boy for my records, no indeed, it was my personal physician herself, well, my old one. That had to have been at the insistence of the man. Oh, and the day after I got myself set up with them, County General, I got the visit: him and the woman. I was on the job at The Drover.“You’re doing this just to make us suffer,” she said. I just snorted.“Thanks for caring enough to come by. But, I’m working, can the two of you please leave and let me be in. Particularly mine since we lived under the same roof.Yeah, I remembered many hot and sweaty encounters with Lena in her room... my room... the bathroom... even once in Mom and Dad's waterbed. Oh well, that was all coming to an end... or so I thought.The bridegroom was my friend, Darren. He asked me to be best man, and, of course, despite my sadness at loosing my sex-hungry little sister to this guy, I accepted. After the wedding, they had a huge reception, which got pretty wild as the evening.