There Must Be A Mistake Ch. 32

"I hate the shorts without the fly front. It means I have to take them off to get to my prize."

He helped, and she finally got rid of them. Her hands ran up the inside of his thighs and cupped his balls gently. She had something in mind that would wait until another day, but now, at this moment, all she wanted was her husband inside her, and she was ready.

"Do you remember this?" She placed one hand on his chest and raised her hips just high enough for the tip of his penis to slide past her clitoris, and to the entrance of her vagina. Ever so slowly she lowered herself by millimeters until she took a deep breath and pulled out of him completely.

Dycke smiled up at her knowing exactly what she was replaying in her mind. She centered herself over him and placed both hands on his chest. She began moving up and down slowly, moving to that same spot and no deeper. She began moving faster and faster, and suddenly she fell down on him like a stone, and cried out. She lay her body on his chest as she did all those years ago in his bed but this time there were no tears, and no fear. Those days were all behind them and their love was secure forevermore.

"I told you that you should have been an actress. That was perfect."

"It was, wasn't it? Now let's do the last act, so we can get to sleep before our daughter gets back.

Everything was going just fine and just as Payne reached the pinnacle of joy, and screamed out in ecstasy, Zoey yelled, "Would you two get a room."

Dycke yelled back, "We were going to use yours."

"Oh yuck, that's gross. They're finishing up my dress now. It should be ready in less than an hour. Those people are really fast."

"I told you they were the best."

At 2:15 PM Zoey came upstairs in her full bridal regalia. The only difference was she was wrapped in plastic because it was still pouring outside. She was miserable.

"Dad you lied to me. It's still raining."

"Do we have to leave for the church yet?"

"We have to leave in 20 minutes."

"Then I have 20 minutes before you call me a liar."

"You're cutting it close dad."

"You should see what I do with Even's orders."

Payne said, "You're so tightly wrapped in plastic I can't tell what the dress looks like."

"The dress is gorgeous mom, really gorgeous."

"That's the only thing that matters baby. If you are happy with it everyone else will be also."

The rain was furious, and Dick called downstairs.

"Tommy get the limo driver to back the car into the walkway as close to the door as possible. Have as many umbrellas covering the area where Zoey will be walking out and into that car. I don't want a drop of water getting on her."

"That's going to be hard boss. It's like a hurricane out here."

"Do the very best you can."

The agents were wearing their slickers to keep dry, and had huge golf umbrellas to block the rain, but the wind was blowing at near hurricane force. He was ready to call the church to see if he could get a delay until 4 o'clock, when Zoey screamed, "The Sun, I can see the Sun."

"Come on everyone let's get down to the car. We don't want to be late."

"Can I take this damn plastic off my dress?"

"Not until we get down to the lobby, the elevators too small."

When they got down to the lobby Zoey said, "Can I take it off now dad?"

"No leave it on. The car is dripping wet. We will take it off as you get out of the car at the church."

"You are not sure if it's going to start raining again, are you?"

"The rain is finished for today Zoey. It's going to be a day just like your mother's was on her wedding day."

Zoey got into the car first, and Payne whispered into Dycke's ear, "You better keep praying, and hope he hears you."

"What do you think I've been doing honey?"

"They sped along the city streets, which were devoid of traffic because of the heavy rains, and stopped in front of the cathedral.

"Do you want me to wait until I am inside the church to take off the plastic dad?"

"No, I'll rip it off you now, and your mother and grandparents can straighten out your dress on the sidewalk so the photographers can see you."

Payne stepped out first followed by her daughter in gleaming white. Behind her Dycke was ripping plastic as quickly as he could off the dress. He heard the applause from the people standing outside looking at Zoey standing in her gown, and knew that Mme. Suzette had done it again. Part of his vast corporate empire was still in wonderful lands."

Payne stood on Zoey's left, and Dycke on her right as they marched up the cathedral steps and waited for the bell to strike 3 o'clock.

Gordon was standing in his position, with Holden, and Richard by his side. Then as planned they started fooling around. Gordon couldn't stop them, so he looked at Monty and signaled her to come over and stop this.

Monty took both boys by their collars but they still wouldn't stop.

Gordon said, "You have to stay with them before they make a mockery of my wedding."

Monty said, "I don't belong out there."

"What am I supposed to do, have Mutt, and Jeff run amok down the center aisle? Hold on to them, until Richard gives me the ring."

I knew all about this ploy, because I discussed it with my son. I told him it was his choice to have a woman as his best man, but he might not be able to walk when the wedding was over. He said he would worry about that part after she signed the wedding certificate."

The cathedral bell tolled 3 o'clock, and the wedding march began. The ruffians became uncontrollable in their tuxedos. Monty lifted them off the floor and carried them to their appropriate spots beside me. Richard kicked her ankle, and Monty's giant hand squeezed his neck. He quieted down substantially. Holden kicked Richard's ankle, and Richard yelled out.

Monty bent between them and said, "When we get home I'm going to put both of you into the ice bath."

Instead of being horrified, the boys yelled, "Alright, our training begins."

Monty looked at me. "What the hell did they have for breakfast this morning?"

"I don't know, I had breakfast in my room."

The large door at the back of the cathedral opened, and Payne kissed Zoey. "I'll see you after you're married. I have to take my seat."

"Like hell mom, you're coming down the aisle with me and dad."

"It's not done that way honey."

"It is today if you want to see me get married."

"Let's go Payne they're playing her song."

Linked arm in arm, Payne, Zoey, and Dycke Schneider walked down the aisle. When they arrived Gordon, with a huge smile on his face, stepped forward.

The parents kissed the bride, and turned her over to the boy who would be her husband for the rest of his life. They knew this match was made in heaven.

One of Zoey's friends was the maid of honor, and when they looked to the other side Gordon was standing there with Monty. The two rascals had disappeared when everyone turned to look at the bride coming down the aisle.

Monty realized she had been had, and whispered into Gordon's ear, "I am going to take you apart piece by piece, put you in a microwave and watch your parts explode."

Gordon replied, "Who is going to take care of my turkeys?"

Monty growled.

When the ceremony was over, Bishop Vincent presented the book for the bride and groom to sign. He turned it to the maid of honor and had her sign, and then to Monty. She looked at Gordon and Zoey who had angelic looks on their faces and she couldn't deny them her signature. She signed her full name, and handed the book back to the Bishop.

Gordon said in a whisper, "Now I can forge my birth certificate."

In a loud voice Monty said, "I'm going to..."

Bishop Vincent raised his index finger and moved it side to side.

"Not in the house of God."

"Even though he deserves it?"

"Even if you pray over his body afterwards."

"I'm never going to win with this one, but I'm going to try like heck to make him hurt for the rest of his natural days."

"There is nothing in the 10 Commandments that says you cannot harm another human being with physical punishment."

"Thank you Bishop, you have made my life complete."

Note: the next time I say something is going easy, shoot me. I don't know what happened during the last three weeks of my protocol, but I couldn't move. My bones felt like lead, and I did not feel like eating. They put me back on my chocolate shake regimen (I feel so bad) to keep my strength up. I lost a lot of weight, which is slowly coming back. Thankfully only one more treatment to go, and that will be in two months. Bob

[1]An incident quite like this occurred thirty miles southwest of Greenville, North Carolina. It was investigated by the National Transportation Safety Board, and no other incident of this kind was found in their records. I do not remember the exact year, but it happened between 1987 and 1991. The pilot of the Learjet said no one aboard his aircraft would have survived a crash landing on that roadway, because of the condition of his nose gear, the amount of fuel on board, and the fire in his starboard engine. They were extremely fortunate to have the SUV as their savior. He purposely kept his speed up to catch them, and rest the nose of the aircraft on the back of the SUV. He prayed there was no one in the rear of that vehicle. I was with the FAA at the time.