She was witty and funny and had the most dashing style of dressing. Guys would praise her and made her a goddess everywhere she walked. She was a princess in my eyes. We soon fell for each other, and eventually I proposed and we were going to get married. I never lusted for Christine though, even though we made love before, it was nothing compared to the feelings I had when I was with Annie. So out of the sakes for old times, I invited Annie to our wedding and she gladly accepted. Our wedding was held at a private park outside in the meadows next to a lake by our house. Willow trees swayed in the wind, and doves and swans flew by the summer sun. The skies were once again orange and yellowish, signaling the coming of the evening. As me and Christine held hands and were about to get married, I looked into the sky and the setting sun, and how it brought back the memories of the days when me and Annie were up on our tree house. The day I almost made love to her, how the memories of her. What in the world had happened here?I didn't remember anything weird going on, but I didn't remember much of anything after we got back here. There was a vague, blurry image of Stacy and Chloe kissing, but that seemed to be out in the living room, each of them were holding a drink and the music was still kicking.I tugged a fresh pair of panties on, then slipped into my pink robe and sashed the belt around my waist.Leaving the others in the bedroom, I made my slow way to the bathroom where I gathered up my robe and sat down on the toilet to relieve my aching bladder. I cradled my pounding head in my hands, toying with the idea of going back to sleep. The bathroom was littered (I saw when I gathered up the courage to open my eyes) with further strange clues from last night. A pair of blue panties lay balled up in the corner, next to the skirt Natalie had had on, and a can of my Pure Silk shaving cream stood by the sink next to my Gillette Venus razor. The counter was an absolute mess.
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