We woke the next morning expecting to find the town alive with reporters and gutter press looking for some obscene angle to our forthcoming marriage b...ut we were pleasantly surprised to find all our arrangements still a secret. The village community could be tight lipped and protective when it wished and we were grateful to it. Beverly and I got married in a quiet, little inner city chapel attached to a mission hall in central Manchester. Even the visit to the registry office attracted. I never felt insulted or treated without respect. On the contrary… Some asked C if we were open to share and swap wives, and some asked me directly: one I remember as the day of yesterday: “I noticed your boyfriend has a little dick, what would you think of trying a real big cock?” I was speechless, all I did was laughing and thanked him for the offer. I overheard couples making plans for tomorrow going back to the clothes optional beach and I was looking forward to that. Now everybody starts. " Shawna carried on towards the door, but Briana grabbed her wrist."It's your room... I can dressed in the bathroom. I just... it's not you, OK. I just... it feels awkward when anyone finds out. I pushed El away at first..." Oh, that was what that was all about." Part of it, yeah... but, well, I mean Tony knows, and Marcus. It was going to come out eventually, the amount of time we spend around each other." Was it... an accident?" No... cancer." How did Marcus take you telling him?" He was. .. MISTER WINKLE HOW DOES IT FEEL TO WAKE UP FROM A FIFTY YEAR LONG NAP ONLY TO BE BEATEN UP BY THE POLICE?" he shouted, trying to run and shout into his microphone at the same time. One of the camera crew tore off his headphones with a yelp.Zack stepped in front of Bob and held up his hand and spoke in his most officious voice."Mister Winkle was not beaten up by the police and is not under arrest. He is a victim, not a subject, and is being sequestered from the press until he can make a full.