As he did so, all of the flowers in the church, including the bouquets,instantly changed from white roses with blue thistles to red and blackroses. A ...second click of his fingers and the bridesmaid's dresseschanged from blue, tea length, halter neck dresses with white detailand white petticoats poking out from the skirt to black, strapless,form fitting, floor length gowns with red details. Their hair becamereleased from the updos to fall in loose curls, framing their faces.Finally, their makeup. Assumingshe were asleep, perhaps a naivete on my part, I would slide down towardsthat V. I was always rewarded with a frontal view of her vagina, sometimesstill, sometimes twitching. It always looked moist and wet. In these early years, she would often call me her man. On specialoccasions, marriages, family gatherings, she would call on me to tightenthe strings of her corset. She would stand in the bedroom in her bra andpanties and let me pull the strings of her corset tight. I would often geta. ." I had to stop myself. This has already been too good to betrue and I didn't want to mess up anything now. For as strange as thisday has been. As weird as my current situation is at the moment.Screwing this up would be disastrous. "It's fine besides you could telleveryone how I spent the day in your shoes and ended up in your nightthings." I did my best to say it as a joke to her. "It's called lingerie dear." She giggled a little. "And you do lookpretty good, I think pink could be. Tractors lined up at the scale house to be weighted in and have the drawbar measured. A pull was the only thing Kent was ever on early for, Cathryn thought to herself as she knelt down letting air out of one the 3020 John Deere’s tires. On the other side Sam doing the same thing to the other tire. The tractor pulled better on this track with low tire pressure. The hiss of air stopped when she move the pocket knife away from the valve stem. She looked under the tractor at Sam and waited for him.