The day arrived, Shelby was getting married. She was radiant, beautiful in her wedding dress. The floor length gown flowed in waves of silk and lace f...rom a high neck to the broad flared skirt that hid the silver heels. The back of the dress swept back into a train laden with pearls and opals that shown in the soft artificial light. Her long blonde hair cascaded in waves to the middle of her back, it too was wrapped with lace ribbons and sprinkled with pearls. She stood still as the bridesmaids. "Other than my clothes, which I would not let you wear, this is thesmallest thing around. I know it's far too loose, but it will fitbetter before too long."While goddess was talking the servants slid his arms into the arms ofthe garment, brought the edges to the front and zipped the gap closed."I bet you'd like to see what you look like, yes?"Although he was afraid of the sight he was, he couldn't stop himselffrom nodding in morbid curiosity. He felt straps being put around hishead, waist and. Once they were in the lounge and preparing to sink into a soft warm sofa, Gwen went over to the drinks cabinet. She came back with a bottle and two large brandy glasses."Perhaps I shouldn't have been so hard on you on your first day. Have a nice brandy, Harriet - you look terrible! This is the present I was talking about - very old cognac indeed!"Harriet knew what a fine brandy it was and tried to savour the bouquet, but she was so in need of its fiery warmth that she swallowed the precious. I wish I had more time or I would come in and help you."Frieda said, "That would be a twist. You could be my secretary for a day. My girl is out on maternity leave and I've been trying to do everything myself. I'm behind too."I slid my peg and pair of shorts on to go into the kitchen and make coffee real quick. The non-pregnant girls had some coffee and the pregnant ones had juice. I was getting used to their wants and could anticipate them now.When they were getting ready to leave, Brandy.