”Rachel responded before I could, “Mister Stevenson, that’s unfortunate. You will miss a happy event and the opportunity to walk your only daugh...er down the aisle. I am sorry for you that you are filled with so much hate. Covering your heart with so much black hate doesn’t permit the love of Jesus to shine in and illuminate your soul. Good bye, sir.” She stood and took my hand.I quickly decided to keep my mouth shut. Mister Stevenson said, “I do not permit you to leave.”Rachel quickly said,. The small podium outside the door was unattended, and a small handwritten sign told people to step inside and wait by the door.Ashley and I waved at the doorway as we left. Kelsey giggled, but then jumped onto my back and demanded a ride as we headed to Beatrice's minivan."I can't believe you will have another girl before I can join," Kelsey said with a slight pout."We didn't plan it," Ashley said. "But do you think she won't work out?"Kelsey pouted a bit more. "I think she will work out, which. It was kind of surreal. Exciting, too. Marilyn Monroe had actually come onto her… Removing her bikini, Ella hurried into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. That way she could see herself in the large mirror on the near wall. When she cupped her tits just the way Marilyn had done, the immediate sexual heat she felt was overwhelming. She pulled her knees up, spreading her legs as she planted the soles of her feet on the edge of the tub beside her. This was one of her favourite. " And I already told you why I married you," she joked. "For your money, of course." Yes, there is that," he admitted. "So is that the only reason? I mean, I was kind of hoping that ... well..." I really like you, Greg, if that's what you're getting at. We have fun together." You can't be talking about me," he grinned. "I'm a boring old fuddy-duddy, a strict and boring man who's too wrapped up in maintaining an illusion of dignity to really enjoy myself. I think the only reason we have so much.