The wedding would happen as planned.The honeymoon turned out to be a lot like the bachelorette party, which was a lot like any other Friday. The gangb...ang took place in a hotel room in Hawaii, but Stephanie could not enjoy the ocean view; everything she saw was through a thick filter of pubic hair. Though the glue prevented ins and outs, the fuck boys could still get their rocks off by squeezing the newlywed between themselves like a moaning accordion; they were stuck in this mess too and. We did this using the streets, but there was a short cut through some woods we knew of and one day we became lazy and decided to use the shortcut.We moved down the path into the woods following the overgrown trail and heard “What are you Paki,s doing “We were startled and turned to see a group of a dozen of both sexes from the estate. These were our main bullies.“Just going home” I said in reply and grabbed Sunita,s arm and started to turn to go back towards the now far off street.The leader of. It was late by the time they arrived, but we knew they hadn’t eaten, so we had a late dinner.Kris and the girls outdid themselves in the kitchen. To my surprise, my mother even contributed a dish. At dinner it really became funny. Over cognac, I became totally lost as a heated conversation about computers and software — debate? — developed among ML, Jean, Tina, Sandy and Susan. Most of the time I didn’t have the foggiest idea what they were even talking about. Yet both Mother and Kris listened. I leave the steamy room before you've noticed me and start some coffee. No perfect day can be perfect without coffee.I return to my doorway perch and continue to watch and listen to the entertaining show you provide. I hear you smell the air, taking in the delicious aroma of black coffee, and watch your head lean back, while the water pounds your chest.“Good morning, love,” I hear you say.“Hi, darling,” I reply with a small giggle. Somehow, it’s like I can feel your smile through the steam and.