The sun shining behind the white dress showed a tasty hourglass figure. Her legs were perfect in the white stockings peeking out from beneath the knee...length dress.She was holding a small purse, a bible and what looked like a bunch of flyers. Her first question made my decision for me and sealed my response.Before I could speak, she said, "Hi, sweetie, are either your Mom or Dad home?"My first thought was, 'Yeah, probably, at their house.' But instead, putting a little quiver my voice I said,. Sharon dug in her pocket, pulled out a handkerchief and blew her nose loudly."It's only going to be a small wedding so you don't need a matron of honour. You have Annette to be your bridesmaid and that's quite enough. You're restricting yourself to family and even if you needed a matron of honour I'd be treading on people's toes. No, Deborah, but thank you ever so much for asking me. I'm deeply touched." But, Sharon, you are family." Maybe to you and Richard and the Jays and Bill and Sue but. It started as us looking online for females to join us for some fun, after about 2 months of endless posting and searching we finally had a reply on one of our countless postings. it started out with hi and how are you and picture exchanges so we knew what each other looked like. after a few hours of chatting we felt safe enough to name exchange, for privacy reasons lets call her missy, a short time later after a few more emails we agreed to meet missy in a very public place for obvious safety. Same fixtures, and even the decor was similar. He sat on a barstool nursing a tequila, trying hard not to stare at the other patrons. Hey, they looked just like regular guys, mostly."First time?"There was a man sitting next to him. A guy about his own age, or maybe a little older. He was tall, had an athletic build and a sensitive face. Al felt perfectly at ease in his presence."Yes, it is. Actually, I'm new to this whole scene. I just want to find out a few things and... " And?" Well, you see.
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