We checked in and discovered that we had to share a room as the hotel was overbooked. I quietly got excited at the prospect of being in close quartes ...with Sanjay for the next three days. When we got in the room we both sat down and relaxed after a long drive."I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," I finally said."It's okay," he replied.I finally decided to cut to the chase, "Do you know I have a secret of my own?" What's that?" Sanjay said, expecting a smart-ass reply."I like guys too," I. Mary cried as she passed her parents who couldn’t look her in the eye. She wanted to put her arms around them and say her goodbyes but they only gave her icy stares until she was out the door. As she sobbed quietly she walked slowly trying not to let her tears blind her. People stared at her but didn’t say a word to her. Did they know too? Mary carried her knitted bag in front of her to cover herself up. She knew Joseph wouldn’t be home until after sunset. She’d wait for him. He’d understand. He turned off the engine and turned to look at Jeff. She flinched under his gaze. She was so small and weak now that she would be totally unable to stop him from doing anything he wanted to with her."Quince told me to take you out and get rid of you. Your cop buddies would just think you're another dead whore, if they ever found you out here." His tone of voice was very matter of fact and Jeff had no doubts he was being serious. "You make a good piece of ass, Jeff. The way you enjoyed me. To me and you weddings as said before, are totally normal but here. A white wedding means something a lot different.Let me introduce you to the main characters that we will follow in our story:We will start with Brad. The groom of this wedding. Known for being a bit of a 'bad boy' in his youth. Causing troubles, getting into fights, selling drugs in the centre of London. A tall 6'2 tanned white man. He had a firm body and was fit. His muscles were toned and strong, a hard chest and abs. Dark.