By the time I had finished my makeup, put on my heels and done a final check, smoothed the dress down and reached the bar, Beth had finished her drink... and had ordered her second, sliding my gin and tonic along the bar towards me.The next hour was a blur of hugs, kisses, drinks, and catch-ups as everyone arrived, waited and finally watched as bride and bride paraded down the aisles.Cath looked as beautiful as ever, her impish face and short hair styled like Emma Watson, with a stylishly simple. "Why?" I asked."It will hint at what is under there and people, well men, will lookless at your clothes and face while they're trying to work you whatyou've got," she replied."What do you mean, what he's got, Jules?" asked Kathleen."Steve, tell her, she'll have to know at some point," Jules said."She means my breasts," I said, taking off my jacket and unbuttoning thetop part of my shirt.Kathleen looked at me transfixed, and then shook her head in disbeliefat what she was looking at."You've got. About what happened. What we let happen. What we, um what I said." Mark takes another sip of beer. 'Well that’s the result of letting things slip too fast.” Mark looks to Katie. She takes a sip of her soda. “It starts with one little exciting thought. A thought that feels good but at the same time your mind says you shouldn’t have. And if you don’t stop it right then it can lead to other little thoughts and soon you have a string of them, a bunch of them, and that leads to physical feelings. “And if I do, you won't tell mom?”“I wasn't gonna tell mom anyway,” he admitted. “Frankly, it's none of her business that you like to watch porn, is it? I mean, it's your computer, and if you can watch what you want.”“Thanks, Andy,” she gushed, sounding vastly relieved. “I don't mind if you hypnotize me. If it even works, that is. Everything I've read about it says it's a hoax, except the porn stories on the internet.”“I'm quite good at it, and I can prove to you it works,” Andy said, smiling..