He had the Wedding dress, tickets and the rings in a case, and aseparate Tupperware box with the cake in it sitting down by his side.He felt a little ...stupid standing in the middle of an empty businesspark with a bunch of wedding accoutrements, but this was necessary toget Anwyn back. The creep Wesley was late and he scanned his watch forthe fifth time to see how long had passed since the last time. Anotherfive minutes had passed. He was worried about Anwyn and how she'd copewith being. Without being asked, he started to do the same to his sister."AHHhhhWWW!" Courtney screamed in pleasure turning to pain, as her brother's fingers penetrated her pubescent vagina for the first time. Since she had not yet tried any penetration during her fledgling late-night masturbation sessions, her hymen was as-yet undisturbed, obscuring her young opening. Jacob's enthusiastic hands pushed right past it, thrusting upward into her unexplored vaginal canal and bringing her untold pleasure. I then looked in the mirror. Pretty Emma was right. The stockings really showcased both my legs and the dress. My long red hair also was showcased by the dress. I never looked better. I looked at Emma and said, “Good call, how do I look?” “You look radiant ma’am, I mean Julia.” She said overly friendly. “Radiant. That is very flattering. Can you bring me a pair of matching heels for this dress?” “Sure,” she said, “A size 6 I assume.” “You are very good at your job Emma, a size six indeed.” Emma. Or not. I turned my phone back on and saw 10 texts from Paul, so I called. He was frantic, but I cooled him off with some bullshit and by the time we hung up he was down to just pissed. Alvie was grinning again."Pretty smooth, Red. If I hadn't been here I'd have believed you myself." He leaned forward. "But I was here. I watched you diddle your clit while my actors fucked. I think I know you a bit better than your Paul guy."I was shocked at his directness, though I shouldn't have been. He.