I Am Getting Married – Oct 9 2008 by Jeni

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Dani asked me to write a post about my pending doom – her words not mine.

I am visiting my parents as a free woman one last time before William puts his collar and leash on me (that makes me hornier than I already am).

My little sister is being great for once. Usually we argue all our waking time. Mom and Dad said they did not talk to her or intervene – she is doing it all on her own. I always knew I had a good sister.

I went out with a few of my old friends that are not coming to the wedding. We lost touch after my first disaster and don’t talk much. I wanted to make sure they could come if they wanted and that I was buying. No takers. It does not bother me at all.

I ran into a couple of old flames and had some interesting conversations. I guess my old husband had been poking butt holes far longer then I thought.

One of them hit on me. I asked the waiter for a steak knife and winked at him. When he brought it I put it down my pants and said they could have whatever was behind it IF they could get their dicks past the knife.

No takers – I was in a really rowdy mood. Mom wondered if I was ready for a child. She meant physically but I was thinking mentally. It was not a good conversation.

My Dad picked up his tux – it was too big – he has lost a lot of weight in the last month – Mom says he is not eating much and doing lots of walking.

When I asked about his workout he was confused at first and finally admitted he had lots on his mind. He promised it was not me but I am not sure.

Mom said they had a big surprise for me – two of them actually. She knows about one but not the other. I have no idea what to expect.

So in about 50 hours I will have pledged my pussy to a man for life – I am sure glad he knows how stupid that can be. I will pledge it to him for the next 10 years or more and pump him out some kids.

At least I hope so.

By the way, I have purposely written this as if the institution of marriage sucks. Just for you William, just for you.

In real life – I cannot wait to be led to the slaughter – I asked my dad to bring the meat tenderizer – if William is going to own me, I will take his dick just the way I want it.

And now he gets to wonder if I am happy and just giving him shit or if there is a ‘real’ reason I will not fuck him until we reach the honeymoon suite.

And honey, how about you bring some meat tenderizer too? Just in case my dad forgets. Thanks.

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