Instead she got bored, only putting up with the façade because of financial stability.“I don’t know what I’ll wear. It is always a surprise. It... depends on how I’m feeling, if I feel fat or not.”Amanda giggled, not believing a word said. “You, fat? Please. You’re in better shape than all of us. You picked a winner, Ty. All the others are jealous of you to have snapped her up.”“Yeah, I’m a lucky guy. I say that to myself every day,” he smiled.Michelle played along for the rest of the dinner,. ..EVERYTHING... The wedding...and the "consumation," when he fucks me anally.The square below is crowded with people, like at the Vatican when the Pope is around, and all their eyes are glued to this balcony or to large TV screens placed throughout the square."Do you, the King, take Chrissy to be your lawfully-wedded husband?" The Constable asks."I do" says the King loudly so the crowd hears him."Do you, Chrissy," the Constable turned to me, "submit yourself to the authority of the King as his. At that time i heard some noise and saw those tailors behind. I immediately covered myself with my saree.They told me’you randi we thought you are good character female,you rejected us and accepted this taxi driver. I told them please dont tell anybody. Well if you want us to keep quiet then you have to fuck us today. The driver got angry.How dare you,she is mine,i will kill you all,they wanted to start a fight. I stopped them,i told him to cool down.”i love you, but we dont have a choice,let. “It’s so hard to judge how fast this car is going. I noticed it just as I passed you. I don’t blame you for issuing me a warning,” she suggested and did her best to appear contrite.“License and registration, ma’am,” the officer growled.“Why, certainly, officer. I do hope that we can work this out. My husband would be positively livid if I got a ticket. Surely you can see the position this puts me in.” she cooed seductively.“Stay in your car, ma’am. I’ll be right back.”Oh, God, please, please,.