." Sylvie stammered.Frank was thinking about how well his book was going. The Cassidys had been his life, and he knew more about them than about anyth...ing on earth. It would be splendid to have that fact acknowledged. He would become a celebrity in his own right."There's already a columnist fellow who says he'd be interested in helping me get the book published," Frank said quietly. He was watching young Sylvie Cassidy carefully. "Perhaps you'd like to hear some of the tapes?" he. He left hoping he would not regret leaving Sally there with me.oOoBen tried to sleep but it was hard as he was imagining everything that we might be doing together. But eventually, he did fall asleep and did not remember anything until the bright light from the sun streamed in through the bedroom windows and woke him. He looked at the clock and saw it was ten am so he got up used the bathroom and got dressed. He went to the kitchen and started the coffee, wondering when Sally would return. My knee kept bouncing as I sat—a nervous tick.Frank put his arm around me and whispered, “It will be fine. I love you.”I looked at Janine and she smiled reassuringly. There were two couples ahead of us. One couple didn’t look old enough to be tying the knot, and the other couple looked like they were in their eighties.Oh my God… I’m scared shitless. We’re next. Then it happened, they called our names. The four of us stood up before the judge. oOo“A wedding is such a wonderful occasion,” the. I was watching her behind me, in the mirror. She lowered her arms, pinched her own nipples, and stepped out of her shorts with the foot that was still in them. Her panties caught on her toes, and she kicked them off. I turned around before she could get the idea to pick them up and put them back on.I got businesslike, telling her what I was doing, and why I was doing it, and she actually relaxed. Again, I started on her abdomen, and worked my way up. When I formed the cloth around her nipples,.