I kicked my legs in the air behind me as I watched a couple of shortcartoons. I seemed to have the attention span of a squirrel, so theshorter and sim...pler the plot lines were, the better I liked them.Secretly though, I was still thinking about Heather and her predicamentas well. I turned my face to rest my cheek on my hand, placing my elbowonto the cushion of the couch I was lying on.I was dozing with the cartoons still going when my mother was ready andcame back down."Sleepy? Already?" Yeth. I. She pointed out that she was now well-practiced in the rôle. The wedding mass unfolded and finally, after the exchange of vows, she was Mrs. James Fletcher.Again the reception was at the Taylor's. Now that Colette accepted the reality of her marriage, it was very funny. As a French girl she took great pride in coming to Jim with a dowry — a dot — of $100 million. Sticking her tongue out at Susan she said, "You didn't come to Jeff with nearly that much money!" With my beauty, I didn't need to,". " And both ladies put on their contact lenses.Monique looked at the fabric again, and she could still see the shimmeringshiny strangeness of it - but she was able to easily look away now."Now, Monique, time to get dressed."And the two beautiful Moniques did that. They unwrapped the wispy piecesof cloth from their paper wrappers, and were able to put them on. Moniquecould tell how special the fabric was, she had never felt anything likethis, ever in her (his) entire life.Coppery Monique said,. Jennifer took my wet face in her hands and kissed me on the lips, thanking me, and for a while we hugged and kissed, her hands caressing my arse and the lace that divided it. I was almost painfully erect now though, and was wondering when she would return the favour. I neednt have worried. Soon she began to squeeze my balls gently and to run her thumb and forefinger up and down my shaft through the material of her knickers covering them. Once shed fully recovered from her orgasms, she asked me.