.. What had to be done,” he finished for her as he reached to squeeze her hand. “Now, let’s talk about something else. In other words, please br...ng me up to date. I know that the dress shop people are going to be here this morning to fit Ashley’s and Christine’s wedding dresses that they picked out from the website, right?”“At eight,” the Clan Queen replied. “Dresses, undergarments, shoes and everything else they will need. Everything they picked out on the website.”“You’re certainly leaping. "Right fucking tart" as Frank so eloquently put it to me!The plan was for us to go shopping first, the two of them in tow, then later to head for some lunch at a local bar and see what developed from there.The guys were sporting massive stiffys already, with the anticipation of seeing me out and about like this and they were very much looking..."To enjoy the leering looks that you will get" as Bill said to me.Before setting off I needed a little dutch courage, and so found myself enjoying a wee. I picked the stockings out of the drawer and headed back to the couch. If I couldn't be with Katie, then I would imagine we were together, and I'd watch the hockey game too.Since all my imagining was making me uncomfortable, I took off my boxers and laid back on the couch in just my jersey. I began to run the stockings through my fingers, imagining Katie's legs in them, rubbing up against me. I put a stocking on over my hand and up my forearm. The fabric was so sheer and smooth I reached out. She imagined the first would be from the agency to say that her payment had been received by credit card and that it had been paid to her account as usual, and the second would be from her client with a room number. She took a sip of the cold bubbles and opened the first message. As she had expected her account had received a sizable credit. The second message took her by surprise. Another from her agency: “Client cancelled. Sends apologies. Realises and accepts full cancellation charge as I.