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 Chapter 19

   A few days after my return I got a call from Ben asking if I could make
it over the next day to pick up Jennifer - `my bride-to-be' as he put it. I
told him I could and made my `going away' checks so that I could stay over
if necessary.

   The next morning was bright and clear and beautiful weather for the trip
to the main island.  Once I arrived, I made my way to the store where I
found Jennifer with a cluster of other ladies, all talking at once it
seemed.  As soon as I walked in, all conversation stopped and all faces
turned to me.  It was almost as if I'd walked in to a women's washroom.

   "Wally, my friends and helpers..." Jennifer threw her arms out to
indicate all the ladies "...have been planning how we can do our wedding."
Jennifer's face was beaming from ear to ear.

   "Uhh do I get any say in this?" I asked.

   "Nope, just be there and say `I do'." Jennifer said with a giggle.  "Of
course you do, silly.  It's OUR wedding and while I have some ideas on what
we could do, you need to agree."

   I smiled and thought to myself `Just say `Yes dear" to anything you're
asked'.  I smiled and Jennifer wanted to know what I was smiling about.  "I
was thinking how nice it is to have all this help." I can fib with the best
of them!

   Jennifer and I said our goodbye's to the ladies and headed back to our
island.  When we got home I suggested to Jennifer that we needed to talk
about the wedding and about some of the logistics of it.

   "Jennifer, dear, let's talk about a few issues that we need to consider.
First, are we going to have the ceremony here on this island?" Jennifer
opened her mouth to start to answer but I held up a finger in a `wait'
sign. "Let me continue.  If we have it here on the island, we need to
seriously look at the guest list.  Assuming our new home is finished - at
least finished enough for the two of us to move into it - we'll
realistically only have room for one other person or one couple to stay
here on the island - in the cabin."

   Jennifer pondered my comments for a moment.  "What do you think we
should do?  I guess we should be prepared to have Martin stay over but does
that mean we can't have many others?"

   "As we came back over from the main island, I thought about things. 
Here's what I think might work.  First, let's only ask Martin from either
of our families to be here.  We can invite our friends from the main island
and have just a simple ceremony here then the next day the 3 of us - you,
me and Martin - can travel over to the main island and have a party where
everyone in the community can come.  If we did that, perhaps Elizabeth and
Helen might be persuaded to allow `Jennifer's room' to be used for our
accommodations and I'm sure Ben would put Martin up for then night."

   I stopped and looked at Jennifer who was smiling at me.  "Okay,
continue. I think what you've said would work." she said.

   "There's one other thing that we need to deal with before we really get
into the planning of the wedding - we need to deal with the issue of
meeting with your family." I continued.  "I was thinking that we'd leave it
to Martin to set things up and if possible see if he can find some of your
mother's family to have them attend or perhaps meet with them separately.
I'd also like to take you back east to meet my family.

   "Here's how I'd see us doing things.  First we'd meet with whatever
members of your father's family want to meet us and with any members of
your mother's family.  It might turn out that we'd have to meet with the
two groups separately but we can leave that up to Martin.

   "Once we're finished meeting the family or families, we can travel out
east and visit my ex-wife and my sons.  As you know I've been keeping in
contact with Mary and Henry, my oldest son has recently gotten married.  So
this will be both a chance to visit with Mary and the boys as well as a
chance to meet Henry's new wife.

   "After we have all those details in place, we can finally set the date
and get things rolling on our wedding.  How does that sound."

   Jennifer sat there for a while, seemingly deep in thought.  Finally she
looked back at me.  "I guess your plan is as good as any.  I'm still a bit
nervous about meeting other members of Dad's family and even more nervous
about meeting Mom's family."

   "Sweetheart, if things start to become uncomfortable, we'll politely
leave and go back to our hotel.  At present, only Martin has our address.
I'm going to suggest we ask him to be very careful who he gives it to.  We
can tell him to give Mr.  Dufor's address if he has even the slightest
doubt about the individual.  That way you can decide what you want to do."

   Jennifer got up, came and sat on my lap and hugged me.  "Almost every
day I wonder what would have happened if you hadn't rescued me and offered
to foster me.  Would I be having this conversation?  I seriously doubt it.
I can never say `I love you' too often for all you've done for me." I
smiled and gave her a kiss in reply and soon found myself being dragged off
to the bedroom.  I must admit, it didn't take much effort on Jennifer's
part to get me there.

   Our lovemaking today was slow and languorous with many kisses and
fondling of one another.  Finally Jennifer pulled me up on top of her. 
"This is for you - do with me as you want."

   I chose to make things last as long as possible and in doing so, managed
to bring Jennifer to a climax twice before I came.  Finally spent, we fell
asleep in one another's arms.  When I awoke, it was to the feeling of a
young lady giving me a blow job and oh what a wonderful feeling that was.

   *****

   Over the next few weeks we managed to get things rolling.  Martin gladly
agreed to assist in setting up a meeting and understood our reluctance to
share our address.  He told us that to be on the safe side, he'd tell
anyone who asked for our address to contact us through Mr.  Dufor.



   More to come!