I've not seen him before but he's got to be better than this prick. An hour has gone until he turns up knocking on the door when I open the door I fee...l my heart jump out as I see this tall dark stranger staring back at me with these georgeous blue eyes which makes my heart race. "are you ok madam?" I go bright red as I notice Im starring at him ripping his suit off with my eyes know he has a ripped chest under that shirt. "hi I'm Penelope your secretary for the next few weeks." he smiles which. " Usually this is accompanied by roaming eyes and snickers from the guests, but what would happen if someone did stand up to say something? Imagine if someone rose up to stake their claim on the bride or the groom. But what if it wasn't someone from the audience that spoke up, what if it was the groom?That is basically what took place at one wedding, but it wasn't at the alter. Instead, this clever groom waited for the perfect time to stage his revenge. After discovering his new wife cheated on. 'It was just once,' Katie whispered, eyes locked on the floor.'Well once is all it takes.' Doctor Bennet said. 'You know that now, don't you?'Amy had had enough. She raised herself to her full five feet three inches and let the Doctor have it. 'Talk about closing the stable door after the horse has bolted,' She yelled. 'Katie is not a slut, she's not a tramp and she's not stupid. She simply fell into a trap that women have fallen into since time began. And it's not all her fault either. I bet. The trusted pink Phat Farm comes out and is pulled over my damp hair, immediately sticking to the rivulets of water still coating me. A splash of Acqua di gio and one look in the mirror and a deep breath in, I don’t look too bad, clean, fresh, shaven, smelling good, terrified! I go downstairs, sit down and skin up, need something to settle my nerves; a bottle of beer next to me gives little comfort. I dim the light in anticipation; the TV as usual has got some R&B station on, Kiss or.