I leapt to my feet and hurried out to the hall to find a fully dressed Gran in one of her shapeless outfits that looked three sizes too big for her bu...t with no shoes on about to go wandering outside in the cold November rain."Sorry Gran back to bed." I told her and took her by her slim arm.I led her back upstairs and got her settled in her comfy chair and asked if she wanted a cuppa."Ooh yes please Dan." She beamed at me.I wandered downstairs, it was pointless correcting her, Dan was my. "Well," said Camilla turning to our team first, "to paraphrase a well known political saying, a week's a long time in bowling."Then they both looked at Maria who had also been invited to join us before Robert Miles added, "Especially when inspiration comes in such a delightful, and incredibly brave, package."Maria who was almost at a loss for words as she blushed furiously, something that hadn't happened very much these days, finally said, "Well I do try," she giggled, "'specially where my. "Who wants to know?" sneered Doug. "I'm Tawanda. You the guy what slept on Diane last weekend?" "Yeah!" said Doug as he crossed his arms. "I'm him. What of it?" "Will you tie me up and sleep on top of me like you did Diane?" Doug took a step back. "What?" he gasped. Tawanda stepped into Doug's room and flicked her long braided hair over her shoulders. "I want you to sleep on me and fuck my mouth all night just like Diane said you did to her." "I. Don't. Know." stammered. We certainly drew down our store of good will that day.I accompanied Steve Chamberlain to the front of the cathedral, along with the other grooms and best men. The remainder of the wedding party — the not-so-small army — continued on to the main entrance on Fifth Avenue.And the magnificent orchestra continued playing incidental music, but of course there was no orchestra in sight. The clergy, led by the Cardinal Archbishop of New York himself, came out on the altar. It was time for the service.