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supposed to do. They went to the spa and had their
make-up and hair done. Then had an expensive, extremely rich lunch all the
while trying to hold back their feelings. They drank champagne and had their
pre-nuptial pictures taken. Christi smiled and pretended to be overjoyed for
her friend but the whole time she was crying inside, knowing that this was the
end of a part of their friendship she had just discovered.
    * * * * *
    As they stood at the altar listening to the priest reading
the sermon, Dana felt Christi’s raw and weeping presence behind her. Her heart
ached in sympathy with her friend. Thinking about Christi, her heart grew heavy
with doubt. Questions filled her head. Was she gay? Was she unsure about Jacob?
Why were wedding dresses so tight across the bust?
    Before the priest started the vows, he called out, “If
anyone here knows why these two people should not be married let them speak now
or forever hold their peace.”
    A silence filled the room. Dana looked over her shoulder to
see Christi’s watery eyes and couldn’t speak.
    Suddenly a quiet voice said, “I do.” Pete, the best man,
looked at Jacob and said, “I can’t let you marry her, Jacob. I love you. We’ve
been lovers for two years and I can’t hide my feelings anymore.” Pete stepped
up and kissed Jacob passionately. The saliva from their tongues slimed across
the front of Jacob’s white tuxedo.
    Shocked, Dana slapped Jacob and jumped into Christi’s arms.
They laughed and ran from the church. Christi smiled and Dana cast off her veil
and grabbed a candlestick someone was holding outside the church. The two women
giggled and got into the limousine and sped off.

The Watcher
     
    Those eyes…those deep blue eyes.
    Clyde sat there gawking uncontrollably, drooling at the
vision before him. He didn’t even know her except from seeing her from afar.
Never in his wildest fantasies would he believe a woman this fine could want
him.
    They had nothing in common except they were both 5’4” tall.
She was 110 pounds and he weighed 175. Her measurements were 38-25-36; his were
more like 37-40-38. She liked rock music and he loved the blues. He was a John
Wayne movie buff but she liked Julia Roberts’ comedies. He graduated from high
school and married and went to work while raising a family. She was a
22-year-old junior at Yale studying psychology and drama.
    But he did know what turned her on: she loved leather. She
was an exhibitionist and he loved to watch!
    He sat there patiently watching her, as she stood bent over
a chair wearing black stiletto heels and a leather peek-a-boo bra. She stared
back at him with that nasty little smile on her face and those piercing blue
eyes. Moving over to the bed with its satin red sheets, she lay down on her
stomach with her left leg pulled up ever so slightly, accentuating her ass. She
lifted her chest to reveal her perfect breasts and her red curly hair flowed
across her neck and shoulders. Then she rolled over to her back and dripped
yogurt onto her nipples and smiled devilishly as she smeared it around her
areolas.
    God how he wanted to help her! He even stuck his tongue out
but she wouldn’t let him…yet. She moved over to the doorway and grabbed onto
the top of the frame, revealing her entire body from her flaming red hair to
her painted fire red toenails and all her other absolutely perfect attributes
in between.
    He longed to touch her, but he couldn’t. He was slowly being
tortured by the longing in his heart and the yearning in his body.
    She moved back onto the bed wearing a sapphire blue robe.
She closed her eyes and opened herself for only his eyes to see. She had an
incredible looking pubis with the red pubic hair trimmed back revealing
everything a man could want.
    Clyde wiped the sweat from his forehead and licked his lips.
He hungered   to taste this Venus before his eyes.
    She pulled back the outer labia beckoning him to delve
deeper into her velvety vice.
    Clyde couldn’t take it