{"sf1_id":162960,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Wedding Bell Blues HTML experiment post","author":"Gray Muzzle","words":7201,"posted_at":"2010-07-19T23:13:00.000Z","tags":["Cat","F/F","M/F","Nudity","Poodle","Pregnant","Stripper","intercourse","siamese"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/162960-wedding-bell-blues-html-experiment-post","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/162960","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=162960\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"  \n  \n\n  \n  \n\nTinas Story Chapter 92 Wedding Bell Blues IV- A Gray Muzzle story\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAUTHORS NOTE: In order to set the stage for the wedding,  \nthe appropriate sound track will be necessary. So, to get the full effect,  \nyoull need the following tunes.\n\n  \n  \n\nAve Maria Stevie Wonder\n\n  \n  \n\nRainbow Connection Kermit the Frog\n\n  \n  \n\nAll I ask of You Phantom of the  \nOpera soundtrack.\n\n  \n  \n\nWildflower Skylark\n\n  \n  \n\nCould I have this Dance? Ann Murray\n\n  \n  \n\nFoxy, Foxy Rob Zombie\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen you get to the reference to the song, play it. It will  \nadd greatly to your Tina experience.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet lay naked and spread eagle on the tropic beach. While  \ngiggling natives fanned her, slave girls took turn eating her pink pussy.  \nEverything was perfect; the weather, the blue sky, the temperature. Even the native girls- all pink Poodles with big pussy lips.  \nAll she had to do was lay there, and the pink Poodles serviced her orally, one  \nafter the other. One orgasm just rolled into another, as she rode a Tsunami of  \norgasmic delights. After one more orgasm, she began to slowly open her eyes,  \nreluctant to leave the bliss. Looking up, she saw a digital clock.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKOJI! Its NINE F\\*ING OCLOCK!  \nWERE GETTING MARRIED IN TWO F\\*ING HOURS.\n\n  \n  \n\nLeaping from bed, she clocks Koji neatly in the side of the  \nhead.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhat about me? he yells after her, as she disappears into  \nthe bathroom.\n\n  \n  \n\nJerk off in the shower! she replies, grabbing the shower  \nfirst Youre getting married, too.\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet turned on the water, letting its  \nwarm wetness wash over her.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet and Koji had broken the big taboo; they spent the  \nnight before their wedding together. Neither seemed too worried. Young and in  \nlove, they were smitten. Never mind that before they met everyone.including  \nViolet herself.thought that she was a Lesbian. Koji changed all that.  \nKoji, a wolfamute mix, was the answer to her every dream. They shared so many  \nthings- motorcycling, the outdoors, and a search for a family that neither had  \nknown. And sex. Both Koji and Violet LOVED sex. Left  \nto their own devices, the two could fuck for days. Their lust had gotten them  \ninto trouble on occasion, but no one failed to see the attraction between the  \ntwo canines. So, it was no surprise that two hours before their pending  \nnuptials Koji would have his tongue up Violets magic twanger. As Violet left  \nthe shower, she met Koji coming in.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nDont forget to clean up after yourself  \nViolet teases\n\n  \n  \n\nNo problem! Koji replied with a smile I jerked off in bed  \nand wiped it on your pillow\n\n  \n  \n\nPig! Violet shrieked, whacking  \nhim on the ass.\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji just smiled, and got into the shower.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nEven though she was getting married today, she didnt have  \nthat much to do. A beautician, she had all her needs in a bag already. Tina  \nwould help her with her hair and makeup, at least what she couldnt handle  \nherself. Violet toweled off her short purple hair. Once dry, she shook it out  \nand was done. No fuss; thats how she liked it. She tore through her dresser,  \nand found her good white satin panties, pulling them up her taught, athletic  \nthighs. Adjusting herself in her underwear, she hopped over to the closet.  \nPoking around on the floor, she found a pair of pink running shorts and a  \nmatching grey and pink jersey. Pulling up the shorts, you could see her legs,  \nalmost up to her waist. Her powerful thighs spread the little shorts so wide,  \nthey looked more like panties than shorts. She then wiggled into the tight  \njersey. She wore no bra, as was her custom. Thinking of her cousin, she threw a  \nbra in her bag, followed by the shoes and stockings she bought for just this  \noccasion.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWhat ARE you doing? Violet bellowed towards the bathroom.\n\n  \n  \n\nComing, coming. Koji replied evenly, shaking water and  \nsoap out of his ears. As intense and volatile as Violet could be, Koji was laid  \nback. He loved her passion and energy; she enjoyed the fact that he was a  \ncalming and settling influence on her. Some guessed that Koji was the father  \nthat Violet never knew. Whatever the reason, the two fell in love, almost from  \ntheir first meeting. Within hours, they were in bed, and the bond was set. They  \nwere inseperable from that day forward.\n\n  \n  \n\nCome ON! Violet intoned.\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji says nothing. Methodically, he puts on a fresh shirt, then takes out a new ivory suit. Carefully, he ties a new  \nsilk tie. Finally He ties on the new brown shoes he has bought for the wedding.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou can finish later! Violet declares, shoving several  \nbags into Kojis arms, as she shephards him toward the door. A little more than  \na half hour after they got up, Kojis Civic lurches toward the street.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAt eight a.m., Felicia had been up for hours. With her  \nwedding day finally here, she had been up since four. Unlike Violet, Felicias  \ngroom was no where to be found. First, she got up and bathed. She shampood her  \nentire furry body. Next, she gives herself a whole body cre rinse. Then there  \nwas rinsing, blow drying, stylingShe brushed her teeth carefully, and  \nmanicured her paws and feet. With two hours to go, she looked in the mirror.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAlmost there, Sis? Felicity  \ninquired.\n\n  \n  \n\nAlmost there. Felicia replied.\n\n  \n  \n\nAs twins, felicity and Felicia WERE  \ninseperable from birth. Kittenhood was not kind to the two Siamese. With  \none parent a drug addict, the other an alcoholic, the cards were stacked  \nagainst them. Then there was the abuse. Both girls were physically abused. B ut  \nit was the sexual abuse that separated them. Felicia consented to her fathers  \nadvances to protect her sister. It was a burden she carried all alone. Felicity  \nwas aware of it, but it was nothing they talked of much. You see, Felicia had  \nnever stopped sleeping with their father. She had taken trips, indeed, spent weeks  \ntraveling with, and having sex with their father. Only when she met Kendo did  \nFelicia discontinue their relationship.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThen there was the relationship that was between Felicia and  \nFelicity. The first night that Felicity had her heat, her sister comforted her.  \nBy the end of the night, they were lovers. Growing up, the twins helped each  \nother, when heat or lack of other outlets beset them.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nRemember the first time we did it Felicity laughs,  \nrubbing her sisters naked shoulders.\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia smiles.\n\n  \n  \n\nHow could I not? We spent more time doing each other, than  \nwe spent doing boys.\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was now Felicity grinning.\n\n  \n  \n\nNot that we ever ran short of boyfriends.\n\n  \n  \n\nHow true that was! The twins were the easy girls in their  \nschool. They slept with anyone who showed interest- young, old, girls, boys,  \nhumans, or hybrids. There were nights when the sisters slept with multiple  \npartners in the same night. Felicity ran her fingers through the fur of her  \nsisters long neck.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou wanna.do it one last time..for old times sake?\n\n  \n  \n\nBefore she could reply, Felicity was sitting on her sisters  \nlap. Taking her sisters head in her paws, the Siamese gave her a deep French  \nkiss. Felicia responded eagerly, returning Felicitys kisses, as she began to  \npress her sex against her sisters. Their kisses must have reawaked something.  \nThe girls pressed their sexes hard together. Felicia sinks her teeth in her  \nsisters shoulder.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nEasy, Sis! Cant leave marks.  \nFelicity reminded her.\n\n  \n  \n\nTaking her sisters hand Felicia lead her back to bed .\n\n  \n  \n\nRemember the night Dad caught us ?  \nshe asked\n\n  \n  \n\nHow could anyone forget. Felicia  \nwas fucking her sister with a dildo when their Dad walked in unexpectedly. To  \navoid punishment, the Siamese twins had seduced their father with some cub play  \nand watersports. Then Felicia had intercourse with him, while Felicity watched . When they finished, Felicity had intercourse with  \ntheir father for the first time, her sister watching..\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicity smirked, remembering that night. When she looked up  \nShe was surprised.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou.still have it!\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia stood there, wearing the strap on she wore that  \nnight. There was the part that inserted in her own  \nsex. It was attatched to a tight black panty. There, the ten inch, two inch  \nwide dildo hung. Transfixed, Felicity lays face down over the edge of the bed.  \nHer paw opens her young sex, waiting to be entered. When Felicia enters her,  \nshe is surprise at how wet and slippery her sister is.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAwww. You wanted it Felicia  \npurrs..\n\n  \n  \n\nJust.fuck me. Like that night.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen she closed her eyes.\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia pounds her sister hard. For her part, Felicity  \noffers no objection. She takes her pounding with a serene smile, toying with  \nher clit as she did.\n\n  \n  \n\nMore.. Felicity pleaded.\n\n  \n  \n\nNow aroused herself, Felicia runs a slender finger down her  \nown clit. Employing her paw, each thrust now brings even more pleasure.\n\n  \n  \n\nUh! Uh ! Uh ! groaned Felicity\n\n  \n  \n\nUghhhhhh! moaned Felicia.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen it happened. The two Siamese found the release they  \nsought. Caught in a powerful orgasm, Felicia hilted her  \nsister. Felicia screamed, grabbing at the  \nsheets, as her body writhed is sexual delight. Then she looked over.\n\n  \n  \n\nCrap! Look at the time! Felicia sqealed.  \nWalking to the mirror, she looked at her image.\n\n  \n  \n\nEEEEK! Felicia exclaimed. So, the  \ntwo set to work. They dried her pussy. They fixed her makeup. They blew out and  \nrestyled her hair. Then they dressed. Felicia slipped on a lilac colored tail  \nthong.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHell love that Felicity approved.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen she put on a matching little bra. Then  \nstockings. Finally, she donned a robe, while Felicity, who had been  \ndressing herself, grabbed the dress bag and her shoes. They headed downstairs,  \nand out the front door. At the curb was a white stretch limo that Kendo had  \nsent for her. The two sisters fell into the backseat, laughing all the way.\n\n  \n  \n\nEver fuck in a limo Felicia asked, wickedly.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou wouldnt.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou dont think so?\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicias finger hit the button, raising the glass partition  \nbetween front and back .Felicity giggled wickedly, as their heads dropped below  \nthe windowsill..\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette lay in bed, flat on her  \nback, the only position in which she could still sleep comfortably. She was  \nwatching the sun rise over her pregnant belly, Her  \nfeet were a fleeting memory. As she lay there, caught up in the beauty of the  \nrising sun, Stan spoke.\n\n  \n  \n\nBeen a long time since we watched a sunrise together\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette jumped.\n\n  \n  \n\nStanley!  \nYou surprised me! Yes, I cant remember..\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI can. Stan smiled It was in city park.  \nThe last time I got you pregnant. We dozed off after doing it all night. The  \nsunrise woke us up, so you could go running home.\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette thought back to that night.\n\n  \n  \n\nSo it was.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe had a far away look in her eyes.\n\n  \n  \n\nStanley?\n\n  \n  \n\nYes, dear.\n\n  \n  \n\nDo you thinkI could feel the way I didTHAT night?\n\n  \n  \n\nStan thought for a moment.\n\n  \n  \n\nWe ran to the park. We fell to the ground. I took you in my  \narms, and we kissed like we would never stop..\n\n  \n  \n\nWith that, Stan took her face in his paws, and kissed  \nGeorgette with passion. Georgette threw her arms around him, and returned the  \nkisses in kind. For a moment, the years behind them were erased. Georgette  \npinned him down, and thrust her tongue deep into his mouth. Their lips touched,  \ntheir tongues met. Georgettes hands roamed, exploring Stans body. When they  \nhad kissed in every possible way, Georgette spoke.\n\n  \n  \n\nI was in heat. I started rubbing my sex against you. Right through our clothes.\n\n  \n  \n\nSliding on top of her husband, her legs astride him,  \nGeorgette assumed the position. Her pussy was right over Stans sex. Still  \nclothed, she lowered herself enough, so that their sexes touched. Lightly at  \nfirst, she slid back and forth on his organ. She rubbed, feeling his sex become  \nerect. As he did, she pressed harder, but slower. His now erect organ pushed  \napart the lips of her sex, even as they were still dressed. They were becoming moist;  \nthe wetness starting to soak the clothing that separated them. With moisture  \ncame friction. Each rub pulled and irritated their aroused parts. When it  \nseemed they could take no more, Georgette spoke.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThen, driven half crazy with desire, I pulled my panties  \naside.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd I said But, what if\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd I went Shhhh!Georgette smiled. Then I pulled it out, closed my eyes, and guided you  \nup against my hymen..\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was now Stans turn to smile. He remembered the moment as  \nif it were yesterday. The feel of his cock against her intact  \nhymen. How she threw her head back. The way she looked atop him in that  \npink gingham dress in the moonlight..and how she then pressed down-hard. He  \nfelt her maidenhead give way. He felt the warmth, and the bleeding. But mostly  \nhe felt alive, with lust and desire in a way that he had never known. She  \nwinced, and bit her lip. But, she began to mate him. Warmly.  \nLovingly. Her pelvis rocking in time  \nwith his. She had done most of the work. Stan felt this welling up  \ninside him. He knew what it was.\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette, Im going to.\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette held him tight. It was too late, anyway. Pulsing  \nwildly, Stans black cock poured his semen deep inside her. Georgette held him  \ntight, in a death grip, till his cock had long since gone still. She murred,  \nrubbing herself on his broad chest.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGeorge was reliving it, but in real time. His revery was  \nbroken by Georgettes moans, and the feeling of his cock emptying itself inside  \nher, just as he had done that night. And Georgette murred and  \nchurred, just as she had done back then.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen, just as back then, Georgette sat up. She pulled her  \ngown off, then slid her dirty panties off.\n\n  \n  \n\nBut Georgette! What if you get  \npregnant? Stan inquired, remembering  \nhis very words.\n\n  \n  \n\nI think I am. She replied.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd then she settled back down, continuing the recreation.  \nShe massaged his organ, until it was out of the sheath, and at full extension.\n\n  \n  \n\nMake love to me Stanley\n\n  \n  \n\nStan lay lher tenderly on the bed.  \nSpreading her legs, he mounted her in the missionary position. His penis  \nentered easily. When he entered her fully, he could feel her dropped cervix.  \nStan pulled his thrusts just a bit. Georgette was in heaven. Laying  \nback, she took her ease, enjoying the morning breeze of the open window, while  \nStan slid gently in and out. After a time, they shifted to face to face, and  \ncontinued their sex. It was almost seven when she felt Stanley cum inside her.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe held his wife, finally asking\n\n  \n  \n\nHowd I do?\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette smiled\n\n  \n  \n\nExactly like it was.\n\n  \n  \n\nBut you werent pregnant then.\n\n  \n  \n\nOh, but I was. I knew from the first moment. I just wasnt  \nAS pregnant as I am now.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nRay wakes up to an empty bed. Even though it is five thirty  \na.m. on a Saturday, Ray is the second one up. Pulling on a sweatshirt and  \nshorts, He shuffles downstairs. There, he finds Tina very busy. Tina wears a  \ngray jersey, and a tiny, tight pair of pink booty shorts.\n\n  \n  \n\nLOVE those pants Ray purrs, bumping his sex between her  \ncrach\n\n  \n  \n\nBetter watch out, or youll get run over! Tina replied.\n\n  \n  \n\nTina was making room in the refrigerator before the caterer  \narrived.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou are handling outside, Im handling inside.\n\n  \n  \n\nOK; what does that mean? he asked, innocently\n\n  \n  \n\nYou deal with the tents, the dance floor, the DJ, and  \nparking. I deal with the preacher, the guests, and the caterer.\n\n  \n  \n\nSeems fair. Ray nodded in  \nagreement.\n\n  \n  \n\nAlright. Thats done. Now, to clean up.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith my help? he asked, hopefully\n\n  \n  \n\nNO! she said with finality. Theres too much work to do!\n\n  \n  \n\nBut, by then, Ray had come up behind her. He was rubbing his  \nsex between her ass cheeks the whole time. By the time Tina had said no Ray  \nwas at full extension, and Ray had his hand down the front of her shorts.\n\n  \n  \n\nMmmmm. No panties. Ray observed\n\n  \n  \n\nIwas going..fresh..shower. Tina mumbled, losing  \nfocus.\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was then that Ray slid her shorts over her hips. Grabbing  \na finger of margarine, Ray buttered his sex before slipping it into her waiting  \nsex. Ray was surprised at how receptive she was. Her vagina was wet, warm and  \ninviting. He grasped her hips, then hilted her sex almost immediately.\n\n  \n  \n\nCome, baby, cum now! Tina moaned,  \nrolling with Rays thrusts. Tina took her own finger of margarine, and smeared  \nit all over her sex. Her paw then ran roughshod, spreading the buttery mess all  \nover her pubis. As her shorts flapped at her knees, Ray thrust powerfully into  \nher sex. Tinas hot buttered paw ran over her clit, again and again. Soon, she  \nwas panting, mouth open, pawing as hard as she could. Now, Rays humping had  \npinned Tine to the counter. Her paw was trapped over her sex, when she pulled  \nhard on her clit. It was just that moment when Ray slid a greasy finger up her  \nass.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nUghh! she hacked, her had still  \nrubbing away.\n\n  \n  \n\nUh, Uh, UH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\n  \n  \n\nTina tensed. His sex caught in her powerful vagina, Ray  \nreleased his flood of cum. He collapsed on his wife, as he made exaggerated  \nhumping motions, holding her slim hips.\n\n  \n  \n\nUhhhhhuhhhhhhh.uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.\n\n  \n  \n\nRay smiled. Tina smiled. Then she turned.\n\n  \n  \n\nHappy now? Were LATE! I get first  \nshower, and you better work YOUR ass off, or itll be a long time before you  \nsee THAT again!\n\n  \n  \n\nWith that, Tina snatched off her little shorts, pulled the  \nhem of her shirt, then bolted up the stairs. Ray was  \nleft in the kitchen, his sex dripping hot, melted margarine.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nTina ran upstairs to shower and dress. She hurried, as there  \nwasnt much time. She slipped on her panties, and a short blue dress. Her hair  \nwas pulled back in a bun. Sge put on eyelashes, and a little blush, then she was back downstairs.\n\n  \n  \n\nRay! Shower! she commanded\n\n  \n  \n\nI can do that later.\n\n  \n  \n\nRay was a firm believer that you should never do now, what  \ncan be put off until later.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNow! Tina bellowed. Theyll be arriving soon, and  \nwhen they do, theyll OWN the bathrooms.\n\n  \n  \n\nAlright, alright, Ray groused,  \nheading upstairs.\n\n  \n  \n\nRay showered, and put on a Polo,  \nand new Khakis. He took a sport coat downstairs for later. By the time he got  \nthere, the tent guys were there to set up the tents. And the  \ndance floor. Then there were electricians, running lights around the  \nyard for the evening. After that came the rented chairs and tables. Ray was  \nrunning ragged, giving Tinas directions to everyone. By the time everything  \nwas set, Stan and Georgette had arrived.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nMAMMA! Tina enthused, rushing the door. Youre Beautiful!\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette blushed.\n\n  \n  \n\nMaybe, but wait until I finish my hair, do my makeup.and  \nput my dress on!\n\n  \n  \n\nYoure always beautiful, Momma! Tina proclaimed, hugging  \nher again.\n\n  \n  \n\nOf course, it wasnt always that way. Tina and her mother  \nhardly spoke for years. Oddly, it was her marriage to Ray, of which she  \ndisapproved, that finally brought them together. Ray won Georgette over, and  \nonce she was won, she was a fan. Georgette loved her son in law, and would do  \nanything for him.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nLets get you upstairs, so you can start getting ready\n\n  \n  \n\nBy the time she had shown her mother upstairs, there was a  \nknock on the door. This time it was Felicia and Kendo. Already instructed, Ray  \nshowed them to his office downstairs, which had its  \nown bathroom. Then time passed. And passed.\n\n  \n  \n\nWheres Violet? Tina asked, drumming her fingers.\n\n  \n  \n\nMaybe shes getting ready at home. Ray offered.\n\n  \n  \n\nI HOPE not! Tina fumed Shes doing everyones hair!\n\n  \n  \n\nFinally, with an hour to go, they heard the loud pipes of a  \nHarley. Violet pulled up, at speed, and jumped the curb, parking on the lawn.  \nKoji was on the back, in his wedding clothes, holding Violets dress and bag.\n\n  \n  \n\nVIOLET! Tina intoned sternly.  \nGet in here! Where have you been?\n\n  \n  \n\nHad stuff to do. I can handle it.\n\n  \n  \n\nTina grabbed her hand, dragging her up the stairs.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAs Tina drug Violet upstairs, guests started to filter in.  \nFirst, were Marcia and the girls from Peteena House.  \nThen, there were Colleen and Lydia.  \nK.C. and Jack. Violets fellow  \naerobics instructors. The girls from the suspensions  \nunit. Ray got them all seated. Then came  \nViolets fellow beauticians. Then there were Kendos friends from Rutgers. Kojis fellow reporters.  \nThe employees from Stans former factory. By now, the  \nseats were starting to fill up.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFelicia looked out the window.\n\n  \n  \n\nIts almost time she observed.\n\n  \n  \n\nYes, it is. Felicity replied Are you ready?\n\n  \n  \n\nUh huh. I think so.. Felicity?\n\n  \n  \n\nYes, dear? her sister replied\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia hugged her\n\n  \n  \n\nIm SO scared! I love Kendo so much! Ive never let someone  \nget close to me before..\n\n  \n  \n\nSisits OK. Her sister comforted There are people to  \ntrust\n\n  \n  \n\nThe two sisters sat there, looking at each other, until  \nFelicity spoke.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou are SOOOO beautiful, and I love you sooo much! Now, go  \nout there, and start your life together!\n\n  \n  \n\nThe two Siamese hugged and cried, then Felicia stood up. Her  \nsister handed her her bouquet, dabbed at her tears, and walked her to the door.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji stuck his head in the door.\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet? Its time..\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet, who was sitting on the bed, smiled. Koji sat down  \nnext to her.\n\n  \n  \n\nIs this it? Is it what you want?\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet looked at him and smiled.\n\n  \n  \n\nYes; Ive never been so sure in my life.\n\n  \n  \n\nNow, Koji smiled.\n\n  \n  \n\nNor have I.\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet touched his chin.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMy love, my savior..I have never been so happy in my life.  \nYou taught me love, you taught me to trust. Im happy! Id never been happy  \nbefore.\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji was crying.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen, lets go. Its time.\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji helped her up, and they headed downstairs.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nStan knocked on the bathroom door.\n\n  \n  \n\nMomma? You  \ncoming out?\n\n  \n  \n\nMoments later, Georgette emerged. She was radiant Stan had  \nnever seen her so lovely. He took her in his arms.\n\n  \n  \n\nTHERES the girl I fell in love with! He announced\n\n  \n  \n\nPlease, Stanley,  \nshe giggled Not till after the ceremony.\n\n  \n  \n\nIf I must\n\n  \n  \n\nStanley?  \nshe turned to her husband. Do you.still love me? After  \neverything?\n\n  \n  \n\nStan took her over to the bed, where they sat.\n\n  \n  \n\nGeorgette, Ive loved you every day of my life. The good, and the bad. I was never so  \nhappy as the day you took me for your husband. I dont know what my life might  \nhave been like, had we not met. Ive never doubted you. Ive never questioned  \nmy love for you. If you ask me a hundred times, a hundred times Id tell you  \nthe same thing. So, if you feel like I do, lets make it official!\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGeorgette hugged Stan, knocking him to the bed.\n\n  \n  \n\nI love you, Stanley Russel! More than you will ever  \nknow..\n\n  \n  \n\nThen, lets get downstairs, momma; cant keep people  \nwaiting.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd they rose, and headed downstairs, toward the back yard.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was at this point that a white limousine pulled up to the  \nhouse. It was the Reverend Billy Hargis.  \nAs soon as the car stopped, a uniformed chauffer jumped out, and got the door.  \nThe Reverend made an entrance, in all his Technicolor glory. He was in white,  \nfron head to toe. The driver followed, carrying his ministerial robes.\n\n  \n  \n\nGood MORNING, Sister Goldstein! the Reverend belloed Its  \na WONDERFUL day in all of Gods almighty kingdom!\n\n  \n  \n\nTina could swear she smelled a wiff of alcohol on the  \nReverend, even though it was ten thirty in the morning.\n\n  \n  \n\nNow, can we start with the details? Tina looked at the  \nReverend, and knew immediately what he was referring to. Reaching into her bag,  \nTina pulled out a thick envelope. Checking its  \ncontents, Billy smiled.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nExcellent, excellent..shall we get ready for the blessed  \nevent?\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nYoung Eddie Goldstein was not happy. Rays nephew, he was  \nthe only child at the wedding, as far as he knew. Tina had made it clear that  \nthere were to be NO children at the wedding this being an adults only  \nfunction. Rays brother had made it clear that they had no place tp put Eddie,  \nso they were bringing him. Neither Ray nor Tina wanted to make an issue of it,  \nso Eddie came. He was a small quiet fifteen year old, awkward and shy, but not  \nwhen it came to not wanting to be here. He had a fit for a week, but his  \nparents would not back down. He was coming, and that was it. So, to express his  \nboredom and disdain, he took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his dress  \npants, and sat dangling his feet in the pool. Since he was at least quiet, his  \nparents left him alone. So, there he sat, in all his funk,  \nuntil he realized that he was no longer alone.\n\n  \n  \n\nHey\n\n  \n  \n\nHey\n\n  \n  \n\nLooking over, Eddie saw that a huge rough Collie bitch was  \nsitting next to him. She was cute, in a plain kind of way. Like Eddie, she was  \nlacking in tact, and didnt want to be there. But, she too was bored. And Eddie  \nwas better than nothing. Finally, boredom overtook her, and they began to  \nspeak.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey force you to come? The Collie asked.\n\n  \n  \n\nUh huh.\n\n  \n  \n\nSucks, doesnt it?\n\n  \n  \n\nEddie nodded.\n\n  \n  \n\nUh huh\n\n  \n  \n\nThe collie scowled.\n\n  \n  \n\nYoure Mr. Conversation, arent you? she snipped,  \nsarcastically.\n\n  \n  \n\nMomentarily snapped from his funk, Eddie replied.\n\n  \n  \n\nIm Eddie\n\n  \n  \n\nMy names Jenny. I guess were stuck, so we might as well  \nmake the best of it. I HATE weddings! Theyre SO lame! A  \nbunch of adults who secretly hate each other pretending like theyre best  \nfriends.\n\n  \n  \n\nEddie smiled. He felt the same way.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhats that under your shirt? Jenny asked, pointing at him.\n\n  \n  \n\nOh, its my Green Day shirt. I waer it everywhere. He  \nreplied, opening his dress shirt to show her.\n\n  \n  \n\nLame. Jenny replied, nose in the  \nair.\n\n  \n  \n\nFinally interested, Eddie tried to change the topic.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou game?\n\n  \n  \n\nUh huh\n\n  \n  \n\nWhat system?\n\n  \n  \n\nPS3 Jenny replied\n\n  \n  \n\nXbox Eddie responded.\n\n  \n  \n\nYou got a girlfriend?\n\n  \n  \n\nUh uh.\n\n  \n  \n\nI bet youve never even KISSED a girl Jenny challenged  \nwith a snort.\n\n  \n  \n\nHave too! he replied, defiantly.\n\n  \n  \n\nHave not! Jenny challenged. Prove it!\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nJenny looked around. With the wedding about to start, the  \nadults were all busy. Beyond the pool house was an open area, out of site of  \nthe back yard. The young Collie bitch stood up.\n\n  \n  \n\nProve it she demanded\n\n  \n  \n\nNow Eddie was nervous. Truth is, he  \nhad never really been kissed by a girl. How would he get out of this one? Jenny  \nlead them behind the pool house. They paused for a  \nmoment. Then the big Collie bitch took Eddie in her arms and kissed him. Their  \nbodies pressed together, she shot her tongue into his mouth. Eddie knew nothing,  \nexcept he liked this. He followed her lead, putting his tongue into her mouth.  \nAs they kissed, holding each other tight, Eddie noticed something. He was  \ngetting an erection. Embarrassed, he didnt know what to do. What would she  \nthink if she noticed?\n\n  \n  \n\nBut he had no time. Giggling, they fell to the grass, still  \nembracing. Jenny pinned him, and gave him the kiss of his young life.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAt long last, everything was in place. The Reverend was  \nunder the tent. The grooms were waiting. The moment had arrived. It was just  \nTina, Marcia, Felicity and the brides.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nEveryone ready?\n\n  \n  \n\nViolet nodded.\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia started to cry.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhy are you crying dear? Tina inquired.\n\n  \n  \n\nBecause.Ive never been so  \nhappy!\n\n  \n  \n\nMoved, Tina went to hug her\n\n  \n  \n\nCome on now, no tears! Makeup will smudge!\n\n  \n  \n\nTina looked at her mom, all beautiful in her traditional  \nwedding dress, and teared up herself.\n\n  \n  \n\nMomma, Ive never seen you so beautiful!\n\n  \n  \n\nThey two hugged.\n\n  \n  \n\nRemember your own advice! No crying! This is a happy time!  \nRemember that makeup!\n\n  \n  \n\nTina smiled. As she did, turning toward the kitchen door,  \nthe sun seemed to get brighter. They could see their grooms under the tent, and  \nall of their friends. Opening the door, the music began to play. The girls let  \nGeorgette pick the processional. As a Catholic, she selected Ave Maria Since all they had was a DJ, Georgette had to settle for the  \nStevie Wonder version. Still, as they began their slow walk, it seemed  \nperfect..\n\n  \n  \n\nAve Maria..\n\n  \n  \n\nGratia plena\n\n  \n  \n\nMaria gratia plena\n\n  \n  \n\nMaria gratia plena\n\n  \n  \n\nAve, ave dominus\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nDominus tecum\n\n  \n  \n\nBenedicta tu in mullerbus\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nFelicia was first down the aisle, her cream spagheeti strap  \nlong dress shimmering, as she accompanied her sister. Violet followed  \n, with Marcia by her side. Tina walked her mother down the aisle, which  \ntouched her greatly.Reaching the  \ntemporary alter, The Reverend Hargis offered a prayer, then asked:\n\n  \n  \n\nWho gives these women to be married?\n\n  \n  \n\nWith that, Felicity passed her sisters paw to Kendo, Marcia  \ngave Violets hand to Koji, and Tina gave her mommas hand to her father, with  \na tear and a hug. The ceremony began.\n\n  \n  \n\nMarriage is a god and honorable institution in the eyes of  \nthe Lord. A man shall leave his mother, and a woman leave  \nher home, and the two will begin their lives together, living as one unit\n\n  \n  \n\nEach of the couples had written special things for the  \nceremony. Felicias words for Kendo were particularly touching:\n\n  \n  \n\nI come to you, with all my hope, and I bring you love.\n\n  \n  \n\nI come to you.\n\n  \n  \n\nThere were times my faith in live was gone, yet I continued  \non.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI come to you, with all my fear, and I bring you hope.\n\n  \n  \n\nThose endless days turned into years, they were lonely years  \nin many ways.\n\n  \n  \n\nYet deep inside, Im sure I always knew I had to wait for  \nyou.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd here you are, my own true love, I come to you.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen she was through, there wasnt a dry eye in the house.\n\n  \n  \n\nRings were exchanged, vows were made, and each in turn was  \nmarried, or remarried. Turning to the group, the reverend announced proudly\n\n  \n  \n\nI present to you Mr. and Mrs Kendo Kenimoto! Mr and Mrs  \nKoji Haeos!, and Mr and Mrs Stanley Russel!\n\n  \n  \n\nThe entire tent stood and began to applaude. As they turned  \nto leave, the recessional that Violet and Felicia selected played- the Rainbow  \nConnection\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWhy are there so many\n\n  \n  \n\nSongs about rainbows And whats on  \nthe other side?\n\n  \n  \n\nRainbows are visions theyre only illusions\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd Rainbows have nothing to hide.\n\n  \n  \n\nSo weve been told\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd some choose to believe it\n\n  \n  \n\nBut I know theyre wrong, wait and see,\n\n  \n  \n\nSomeday well find it,\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Rainbow Connection\n\n  \n  \n\nThe lovers, the dreamers and me..\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter the wedding, the guests got up to mill about. The bars  \nwere opened, and servers appeared, offer wonderful little appetizers. There  \nwere little bacon wrapped scallops, and mini pigs-in-a-blanket. The good  \nReverend Hargis was enjoying just such a treat, sipping on a  \nbourbon on the rocks, when he was approached by a cute little Poodle  \ngirl. She was a tiny thing, white in color, wearing a white lace babydoll  \ndress, which looked more like a nightgown. Hargis went to speak to her, but she  \ndidnt speak back. It was clear, however that she wanted the Reverend to go  \nwith her. He followed, and she lead him behind the  \npool house.\n\n  \n  \n\nLooks like Andrea found a new friend! One of the hybrids  \ngiggled to another.\n\n  \n  \n\nAndrea, of course, was the mute Poodle hybrid. She was  \nrenowned for her sexual hyjinx. It was hoped that motherhood would slow her  \ndown, but from all appearances, nothing could be futhur from the truth.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nOnce out of view, Andrea kissed Hargis passionately. He  \nwould have had a hard time resisting her had he tried, which he didnt. Hargis  \nwas out of his pants, and out of his sheath in no time  \nflat. Andrea had her little white bottom thumping the back wall of the pool  \nhouse, as the old hound tried his best to suppress a mating howl. She closed  \nher eyes, blissfully unaware of anything but the bloodhound in the collar,  \nhumoing her brains out.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nMeanwhile, the DJ played, and the newlyweds opened the dance  \nfloor. Felicia and Kendo lead. They danced gracefully to All I ask of you  \nfrom Phantom of the Opera.\n\n  \n  \n\nNo more talk of darkness\n\n  \n  \n\nForget your wide eyed fears, Im here\n\n  \n  \n\nNothing can harm you, my words will  \nwarm and calm you\n\n  \n  \n\nLet me be your freedom\n\n  \n  \n\nLet daylight dry your tears, Im here\n\n  \n  \n\nWith you, beside you, to guard you and to  \nguide you.\n\n  \n  \n\nThen say you love me every waking moment, turn my head with  \ntalk of Summer time\n\n  \n  \n\nThe big grey wolf looked dashing in his grey mourning coat.  \nTogether, they made a lovely couple.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter them, Georgette and Stan danced. They picked a song  \nfrom Ann Murray, a country tune they both loved\n\n  \n  \n\nIll always remember the song they were playin\n\n  \n  \n\nThe first time that we danced, and I knew,\n\n  \n  \n\nAs we swayed to the music and held to each other,\n\n  \n  \n\nI fell in love with you.\n\n  \n  \n\nCould I have this dance, for the rest of my life\n\n  \n  \n\nWould you be my partner every night?\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen were together, it feels so right\n\n  \n  \n\nCould I have this dance, for the rest of my life?\n\n  \n  \n\nEveryone in the room was touched. Seeing the two Poodles  \ndancing together, with love in their eyes was a beautiful sight. Georgettes  \npregnant silhouette stuffed into a wedding dress did nothing to diminish the  \nfeeling of love in the room.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nFinally, Koji and Violet came out. Koji had picked the song  \nfor them. He went as far as to keep it a surprise. So, when they took the  \nfloor, to Skylarks Wildflower Violet heard her special song for the first  \ntime.\n\n  \n  \n\nShes faced the hardest times you could imagine\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd many time s her eyes fought back the tears\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd when her youthful world was about to  \nfall in.\n\n  \n  \n\nEach time her slender shoulders\n\n  \n  \n\nBore the weight of all her fears\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd a sorrow no one hears\n\n  \n  \n\nStill rings in midnight silence in her ears\n\n  \n  \n\nLet her cry, for shes a lady\n\n  \n  \n\nLet her dream, for shes a child\n\n  \n  \n\nLet the rain fall down upon her\n\n  \n  \n\nShes a free and gentle spirit growing wild\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd if by chance I should hold her\n\n  \n  \n\nLet me hold her for a time,\n\n  \n  \n\nBut, if allowed just one possession\n\n  \n  \n\nI would pick her from the garden to be mine\n\n  \n  \n\nAnyone who heard it, knew that Koji  \nhad picked well. It was the perfect song for Violet. Marcia started to cry. Colleen and Lydia,  \ntoo. Even Tina had her hanky out.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe dance floors opened, and guests began to dance. Soon  \nafter, the caterers set the buffet out, and hungry guests flocked to eat.  \nViolet went to ask Koji for help.\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji? Come here! I need help with  \nthis damn dress; I gotta pee like a racehorse!\n\n  \n  \n\nEver the faithful husband, he did. When they crowded into  \nthe downstairs bathroom, however, nature took over. Lifting Violets dress,  \nwhile Violet began to pee even before she was seated was tremendously arousing.  \nIn minutes, they were kissing, even as Violet continued to relieve herself.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMeanwhile, the kitchen was still frantic. There was still  \nfood to serve, a Venetian table to put out, Champagne to serve, and a million things for  \nTina to oversee. So when Mrs Kravitz, the Goldsteins neighbor came to help, it  \nwas more a burden than anything.\n\n  \n  \n\nTine, dearest! You look like  \nyoure running half crazy! Let Gladys help.\n\n  \n  \n\nTina looked around.\n\n  \n  \n\nMaybe the caterers need something?\n\n  \n  \n\nSeeing a couple wrapped trays, she had a thought.\n\n  \n  \n\nMaybe I could see if people would like these nice  \nbrownies?\n\n  \n  \n\nPerfect! thought Tina, who nodded, as  \nGladys Kravitz took the trays outside.\n\n  \n  \n\nMoments later, Koji and Violet emerged from the bathroom,  \nflushed and smiling. They were laughing and kissing as they got to the back  \ndoor, where Violet froze.\n\n  \n  \n\nOh ..my..GOD!\n\n  \n  \n\nWhats the matter, dear?\n\n  \n  \n\nThose brownies? The girls at the  \nsalon brought them as a joke.\n\n  \n  \n\nA joke? puzzled Koji Whats funny about brownies? Hey,  \nthey didnt put ex-Lax in them, did they?\n\n  \n  \n\nKoji laughed, but Violet was serious.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThose are.special. Theyre Hash brownies. They  \nhave.special ingredients.\n\n  \n  \n\nLike? Koji inquired cautiously\n\n  \n  \n\nLike marijuana. Violet whispered.\n\n  \n  \n\nHow much marijuana?\n\n  \n  \n\nAbout five pounds Really primo San  \nFran bud.\n\n  \n  \n\nWell, its only marijuana..\n\n  \n  \n\nMaybe a little Merikesh hash as well.\n\n  \n  \n\nWell, stop her! Koji urged.\n\n  \n  \n\nWe CANT she whispered back People could get arrested!\n\n  \n  \n\nSo, what do we do? Koji deadpanned, knowing this was  \ndestined not to end well.\n\n  \n  \n\nWell, we just go out, snag some brownies, and feign  \nignorance.\n\n  \n  \n\nShaking his head, Koji agreed to the plan, wondering if this  \nwas what married life would be like.\n\n  \n  \n\nUnfortunately, Gladys Kravitz was a great saleswoman. As a Jewish  \ngrandmother, she could guilt anybody into anything.\n\n  \n  \n\nHere, bubbie! Youre like a rail! Take two more!\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd they were GOOD brownies. Maybe a bit chewie, but they  \ngrew on you. Soon, there was a line for seconds. It was about then that Felicia  \nwas beside the pool, trying to convince her new husband to jump in the pool.  \nFelicia tugged in play, and he resisted. Just who did what next was unclear,  \nbut there was a slip, and a splash, and kendo and Felicia were bobbing in the  \npool. Once there, they invited the other guests to join them. There was  \nreluctance at first, but then someone joined them. Then  \nanother. Then, a stampede. It seemed as if the  \nwhole party was there. Some with clothes, others, thinking ahead, stripped. So,  \nthe party took to the pool. Soon, the ones that were dressed stripped their  \nsoggy clothes. People were drinking, tossing beach balls, and floating on  \nfloats. There were naked chicken fights. It was then that K.C. was noticed on  \nthe edge of the pool, debating whether to jump in. There went up a chant from  \nthe pool\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNA-KED! NA-KED! NA-KED!\n\n  \n  \n\nEgging her on, the DJ put on Rob Zombie\n\n  \n  \n\nFOXY,FOXY WHATS IT GONNA BE\n\n  \n  \n\nFOXY FOXY, WHATS IT GONNA BE?\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was then that KC got an evil grin. Mounting the picnic  \ntable, and started to strip. She kicked off her shoes. Then she slowly unzipped  \nher green sleeveless dress, finally letting it drop. Now in nothing but little  \npink panties, she used the umbrella to do a pole dance. She thrust her pelvis,  \nburying it between her lips, a she held the pole like a cock, rubbing it up and  \ndown. All the while the music played\n\n  \n  \n\nDont you want to ride it?\n\n  \n  \n\nEducated horses\n\n  \n  \n\nDont you want to ride it?\n\n  \n  \n\nEducated horses\n\n  \n  \n\nFoxy, foxy, whats it gonna be?\n\n  \n  \n\nFoxy foxy, whats it gonna be?\n\n  \n  \n\nK.C. was on a tear. The DJ played Foxy two full times, so  \npopular was KCs routine. It only ended when Jack picked her up, and dropped  \nher in the pool.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe pool was a writhing sea of stoned humanity. The  \nhairdressers were all there. So were Colleen and Lydia Marcia sat naked on the  \ndiving board. Dasher was under the board, looking up,  \nas Paul and Emily watched them, shaking their heads. Fear that the crowd eas  \nout of control, the DJ tried to take charge. He put on Electric Slide It did get people out of the pool. Drunk,  \nstoned people. Soon, a conga line formed, lead by the Kravitzes. In the  \ncourse of giving out brownies, The Kravitzes also consumed many of the  \nwonderful brownies. The Kravitzes, who were human, looked like little bulldogs.  \nShort of leg, and long of skin folds, they were nothing to look at. They, like  \nvirtually everyone were naked. Tiring of making laps of the yard, the conga  \nline headed for the house. They did the kitchen, snaked upstairs, and the line  \nmet itself coming down. It was when Gladys took the line out the door that the  \ntrouble really began. When a hundred naked guests congad down the street,  \nworried neighbors called the police. Luckily, the tired conga line had made it  \nback to the house by the time the police appeared.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd appear they did. With a report of an out of control naked  \nparty, every unit that was not actively on a call showed up. At a loss for what  \nto do, the police rounded up everyone, and loaded them on the party bus that  \nhad been rented for intoxicated guests. They sat on the bus, crammed in like  \nsardines while Ray and Tina gave their statements. Before they could leave, KC  \ngave another poll dance aboard the bus. As it pulled away, KCs furry ass hung  \nfrom the window. You could here her sing\n\n  \n  \n\nDont you want to ride it?\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen the bus left. Ray and tina surveyed the damage. They paid the DJ, said good night  \nto the remaining guests, then looked things over.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhat happened? Ray asked\n\n  \n  \n\nIm not sure replied a confused Tina Say, wheres Eddie?\n\n  \n  \n\nGood question. With Rays brother heading for jail, no one  \nhad seen Eddie in hours. Ray and Tina started a search of the yard. When they  \nturned the corner of the poolhouse, they froze. There stood the Reverend Hargis  \nwith his very small organ up the tail hole of a surprised Andrea. Cornered,  \nHargis hitched his pants, and ran fot his car. Andrea smirked, dropping her  \ndress and strolling away. As they stood there in shock, there was a rustling in  \nthe bushes.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nYou! Out! Now!\n\n  \n  \n\nFrom the bushes crawled a thoroughly disheveled Eddy.  \nFollowing him out was Jenny, her sweater tucked up in her armpits.\n\n  \n  \n\nUh, we were trapped Eddy explained We were afraid of that  \nbloodhound guy\n\n  \n  \n\nThat was good enough for Tina.\n\n  \n  \n\nLets get you two in the house. Did you even eat? Poor  \nkids! Lets get you something.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd so the night ended. Eddie and Jenny were put to sleep on  \nthe sofa and love seat. When Ray and Tina checked, they were both sound asleep,  \nEddie cuddled against his big fluffy Collie friend.\n\n  \n  \n\nIsnt that SWEET! Tina enthused\n\n  \n  \n\nLove endures Ray observed. Lets go to bed.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nIn the end, it all worked out. The guests were left on the  \nbus, while the police decided what to do. In the meantime, something even  \nstranger happened. There was an incident at the police station. Seems some of  \nthe responding officers helped themselves to those yummy brownies. When all was  \nsaid and done, it was decided that it was best for all concerned, if this  \nincident were treated as if it hadnt happened. Which is what they did, making  \nthis the only known record of what happened that night.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n\u0026nbsp;\n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}