Katie glanced at Tyler, who shrugged and said, “I only have to invite three or four, maybe five. Why don’t you put the groom’s party down as an ...even half dozen?”“Will your parents agree to that few?” Katie asked. “In their social circles and all...”“They’ll agree to it if we tell them that the limit is only for the wedding itself. We would probably have to agree to them hosting a second reception for us at their house after the fact. Then they could invite anyone they wanted to that.”“Uncle. I felt her orgasm when she tightened her ass and choked my cock. It actually hurt till she loosened up and I pulled out with a pop.She rolled over and I lay across her and kissed her. "John, I love you so much and there is nothing I won't do for you."The one thing she never talked about was her sexual past. Needless to say I knew she wasn't a virgin at thirty-two but she never mentioned previous partners or asked me about mine. She did tell me one time that she didn't want to know about my past. I am sure he fought valiantly as he had so many timesbefore, but sometimes heroism is not enough. Richard Baker never wasafforded a grave of his own, and is buried with his comrades in a massgrave somewhere near the city of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania." Sadly, this does not end the story of my great uncle. His father'sfinal words to him were for him to protect the plantation until fatherreturned. Some say that since none of the men of the family returnedfrom the Great War, that it became his. . No pun intended.But it wasn't Barry she found standing at her door. Instead she saw a gothic and yet beautiful girl with dark, waving hair styled with a turquoise streak, and mystical smoky eyes looking at her with a strange passion, wearing a dark, flowing witch's robe that seemed to shimmer as it moved. "Hi, Sondra," she purred."Zsofia, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the sorority house getting ready?" Things at the house have been ready for hours. I came by to see how you were.