Wearing their robes, Bob and Karen came in a few minutes later, holding hands, obviously very much in love. Bob turned bright red and Karen blushed very prettily. My Girls (My Girls!) gave her a long hard look, causing some discomfiture then ran to her and hugged her tightly. It looked like they might smother the poor dear! They then turned their attention to Bob with very affectionate hugs and warm kisses. I took a good look at Karen. From where I sat, I could see it. She looked radiant, vibrant, alive! The glow emanating from her bespoke more than just a woman totally satisfied by sex, but a woman fulfilled and filled with new life.
My Wives ushered them to their places and got them coffee. The pulled their chairs tightly together and cuddled at the breakfast table. The diamond on Karen's finger sparkled and flashed in the light. I looked at Bob. He should have looked knackered, but he seemed refreshed. "So how do you feel this morning, Bud?"
"Never better Old Buddy-Old Pal. Never better. I'm so hungry I could eat a horse, though."
"Well hang on a minute. No horses on the menu today, just chickens and pigs. The girls are just about ready to serve." I turned my attention to Karen. "What's that shiny thing on your hand, Karen Michelle?"
She blushed prettily again, but promptly showed it to us -- a rather large solitaire diamond in a lovely setting. Riekie had given up a very valuable piece of jewelry! "Robert gave it to me. Isn't it gorgeous? Who'd have thought yesterday morning I'd meet, fall in love with, get engaged to, and marry My Man all in one day? It's a fairy tale!"
I played dumb, which, being a man, I'm VERY good at. The girls, standing at the counter hid their snickers behind getting breakfast ready. "Did you say married Karen Michelle?"
She blushed again. "Yes, David I did, and you don't have to play dumb with me! You know damn well what Robert and I did and said last night!" Fiesty girl, too!
I laughed in delight. "Karen Michelle, I may not know the exact words you said to each other, but I know the intent, and yes, the whole house heard what you did..."
She giggled! "We heard you, too! All that screaming and carrying on! A body could hardly get any sleep!"
Diane, no longer the one to mince words, said, "All that screaming and carrying on, eh? Now ain't that the pot callin' the kettle black! I don't suppose scarin' a poor ol' woman like me out of a sound sleep at two in the morning counts, eh? Poor little Princess here was startled half to death at five! I don't know if I'll ever get her calmed down! Poor little thing!"
Riekie took Diane's cue. "Yup! I was woked up re-al early by a aw-ful screech! It scar-ed me! I thinked some-body kil-led a pus-sy! Yup! What's her name Ka-ren Mi-chelle?" Riekie asked in little girl innocence, all batted eyes and bashfulness, twining her fingers and wringing her hands together. The twins started to break up. Mommy was doing her thing again, and they loved it.
Karen didn't have a clue what she was in for, but played along, adult to the kid. "Who's name, Little One?" If Riekie hadn't already been in character, that could have been dangerous!
Riekie was deep into it. Bob knew what was coming, and just shook his head. Diane and Carol, bless their hearts, were totally deadpan, nodding their heads exaggeratedly at everything Riekie said. "Your pus-sy's name, Ka-ren Mi-chelle. She screams so aw-ful loud! I-I thinked she wuz hurt! Yup! But she's aw-ful pret-ty! Yup! Uh-huh!"
Karen still didn't get it that her leg was being severely pulled. "I don't know, Little One. I don't have any pets."
Riekie insisted. "Ye-es you do! Ka-ren Mi-chelle. I sawed her with my own two eyes! Yup! I did! Uh-huh! We have pus-sies too! Yup! Uh-huh! We do! See?" Bob put his hand over his eyes, shaking his head, suspecting what was coming next. He'd heard Riekie go before, but not quite like this. She indicated herself, Carol and Diane. As each was indicated, they gave Karen a quick flash. "This is Sw-eet Pus-sy, and that's Mis-sus Pus-sy, and that's just Pus-sy!"
The twins were killing themselves. They giggled so hard, they didn't see what Karen and I saw. Nor did Bob, too busy contemplating his fingers. As the light of realization dawned on Karen's face, I thought maybe Riekie had pushed the gag too far, but Karen surprised us all, and brought the house down. She looked down, and when she looked back up, she was in the same character as Riekie, right down to the innocent blue eyes behind batted eyelashes and the wringing hands. In a little girl voice she whispered. "Pwes-cious! Pwes-cious Pus-sy!"
That did it! Diane and Carol collapsed into each other's arms in hysterics. I'd never seen either one of them laugh so hard. Riekie couldn't hold the character any longer and fell across the counter she'd been leaning on in peals of laughter. I laughed 'til tears ran down my face, but Karen didn't stop there.
That irrepressible little girl continued. "Pwes-cious Pus-sy made a new fwiend, Pwin-cess! Yup! She did! His name is Mis-ter Pe-ter! Mis-ter Pe-ter is aw-ful nice! He fed Pwes-cious Pus-sy her bwek-fast, and she ne-ver spilled a bit! He fil-led her all up! He fil-ed her aa-lll up with his Pwes-cious Stuff! Yup! he did! Uh-huh!" Then this wonderful child leaned across the table, head thrust forward, blue eyes the size of saucers and dropped into a conspiratorial whisper. "And ya know what? Pwin-cess? I think he put a ba-by in her! Yup! He did! Uh-huh!"
Stark realization at what she just revealed thundered through Karen. She bolted upright, gasped and clapped her hand to her mouth, dropping out of character instantly. She blushed bright red and tried to speak. "Wha... ?What did I say? I-I'm sorry. I-I was j-ust h-having fun a-and it slipped out. I-I'm not..."
In the ensuing hubbub at her unthinking revelation, no one except Bob and me heard her trying to protest she'd made a mistake while having fun. My Girls forgot their laughter almost instantly, formed their ring, and danced around in a circle, whooping and hollering with happiness. "WE KNEW IT! WE KNEW IT!" Their sudden joy and exuberance knocked Karen for a loop.
The little girls (the real ones) were the first ones to run to a very embarrassed and confused Karen and hug her. D.J. said smugly, barely heard above the din of her mothers celebrating. "I tol' ya!"
I grinned hugely then became serious, even stern. I held up my hand for quiet, and even had to raise my voice to get them to quiet down. The girls saw my face and became serious, or tried to, quickly stifling the odd giggle. The little girls clammed right up at such a stern looking Daddy. "So, Robert. Methinks you have some explaining to do. Waddaya have to say for yourself! Jeez, man! We send you on a simple errand. You come back with a beautiful young woman, and in less than 18 hours you've got her knocked up! Well? Wadday have ta say?"
Taken aback at the sudden sternness in my voice, and already reeling from Riekie's Little Girl act that Karen so masterfully usurped, Bob sat red-faced, gulping like a fish out of water, no words forthcoming. I turned to Karen. "And what about you, young lady? You meet a man for the first time just past noon. By supper time you're home to meet his family. Before midnight, you're on your back giving that man who was a stranger less than twelve hours before your cherry, and within a few hours of that, you claim you're married, impregnated with that man's child? Well? Waddaya have to say for yourself?"
Karen, also taken aback, and still embarrassed at her slip, tried, but couldn't. "I-I, David, I... I'm-I'm s-s-sorry..."
Seeing tears starting to well, I couldn't do it anymore. "Well, you two, if you don't have anything to say, I do." Barely controlling my laughter, I nodded to the girls. As they rushed to Karen to comfort and congratulate her, I threw back my head and hollered, "WAAAAHOOOO! BOB'S GONNA BE A DADDY!! WAAAAHOOOO!!!"
I jumped out of my chair, rushed around the table and threw my arms around both of them in a bear hug that left them gasping. Beaming with a smile that could have lit up the Skydome, tears of joy for them streaming down my face, I roared. "Congratulations! Oh my dear, dear friends! Congratulations! This is absolutely wonderful news! Maahhh-ve-lous! Simply maahhh-ve-lous!"
My Girls, and the little ones swarmed them, hugging and kissing until they couldn't handle anymore. The girls resumed their work, giggling quietly. I got back to my chair, still with that huge grin. Bob and Karen each wore a happily cuddling urchin in their laps. Bob held Karen tight; he finally clued in he'd been had but good. Still blushing, he grinned and said, "Ooooo! I owe ya big time now, Bud! Watch yer top knot!" And in vintage Yosemite Sam, "Ah'm agonna gitcha! Oooo-oooo! Ah'm agonna gitcha!"
Karen, hearing Bob crack off, realized she'd been had too, and regained her composure. "But-but, that was just a slip! I'm not really..."
Diane, unable to contain herself any longer interrupted her with a giggle. "Oh yes you are, Missy. Oh yes you are! David says you are. I say you are. D.J. says you are, and if she says you are, that's money in the bank. If K.P. backs her up it's pure gold. K.P., is D.J, right about Auntie Karen?"
K.P. looked up to her new 'Auntie' and very seriously intoned. "Auntie Karen, you and Unca Bob made a baby this morning. D.J. and me Saw it. Yup!"
Karen looked questioningly around the room. Riekie spoke from her position at the counter behind me. "The twins have the Sight, Karen. If they say it's so, then it's so. You're pregnant. David and Carol Anne figured it out first, even before the girls Saw it. They Saw it about the same time you hollered. We were giving the kids their bath when you yelled. Muffin just about fainted and then when we went to David and Carol Anne, they confirmed it. I'm new to this, too, Karen Michelle. Tell me what you saw and felt. Please?" This last came out as a plea.
Karen saw the longing to know on Riekie's beautiful countenance. "But Princess, you should know better than me. You've already had babies."
Bob gave Karen a little dig in the ribs to slow her down. "Hon, remember that part of the story? Riekie was artificially inseminated. It's not the same."
Karen nodded. "I didn't believe what I felt, and I'm still not sure. If Robert hadn't told me your story..."
Carol interrupted, laughing. "You mean in between all those screams he had time to tell you our tale? The whole thing? When did you sleep?"
Bob interjected. "Most of it. I was able to pick up after that first summer 'cause you and Muffin already told the first part. We got a couple hours sleep. I just don't understand why I feel so good, considering. I should look like Don and I used to."
I laughed, "Bob, there were other things at work. I'll explain in detail later, but for now, all you have to know is that you were under the influence of the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world."
He looked like somebody stabbed him. "You mean one of you slipped me a Mickey Fin? The hot chocolate!"
"No, Bob. If we could find a way to bottle it, though, we'd make a fortune. No, what you experienced was just a natural human female pheromone in super concentration. Like I said, I'll explain in detail later — to both of you; it's something you need to know. Please continue Karen Michelle."
Karen Michelle Roberts, less than eighteen hours ago had walked into our house very much the innocent blushing virgin. Although about to turn thirty, she had little or no experience with men, and absolutely none with sex, by her own admission. The only thing she knew at that point — four forty-five local — was that shortly after noon that day she had been blind-sided by love, and was still reeling from the shock. By shortly after eight the next day — now — she had declared that love openly, surrendered her virginity to that love, gotten engaged, 'married' under the Old Ways (privately but not formally), and became pregnant. Nothing special about her at all -- just your average young woman at Christmas, right? Yeah, I thought so...
Now she was about to tell us how it was that she knew, or thought she knew she was actually pregnant. Riekie had asked, almost begged, her to share her experience. Karen was embarrassed to share intimate details of their lovemaking, but had to start somewhere. "All night, whenever we made love, I felt something inside me begging for release and this, this urgency. Our lovemaking was the most wonderful thing I've ever experienced! Oh! The first time was incredible! It hurt a bit, but soon it felt just so-o-o goo-ood! Each time seemed better than the last, although that first one will remain with me forever as something just so special! Robert was so gentle and loving! I fell more in
love every time he touched me!" She hugged Bob tightly.
"This morning, after you were a Witness, we took our shower like you ladies suggested. Robert was just cleaning me when something sort of twisted up inside Pwescious Pussy( She really did say it the way!), and I just had to have Robert in me right then! It was the most fantastic thing ever! I saw STARS, then this brilliant blue-white flash and something inside me seemed to almost jump when I came. I almost passed out. Poor Robert had to hold me from falling. Somehow, I knew we just made a baby.
"I know I screamed a lot during the night <giggle> but this time just felt so extra good, I had to shout my joy to the whole world! The man I just met yesterday -- the man I want to spend eternity with had just made a baby with me! I didn't tell him just then, because despite what I thought I knew, I'd never heard of such a thing except in your story. Robert is such a good story teller (She's right about that!) I thought he might have embellished a bit.
"But it was only a few minutes later when I felt that urgent need to be filled again. This time I didn't see stars, but it was still magnificent and felt so good, I had to yell my happiness again. I still feel like yelling! I was scared to tell Robert. After all we only just met! And I didn't think he'd believe me. But I did, and he was so happy! I couldn't believe it! Am I dreaming? Am I going to wake up and find none of this is real? At one level I'm still not convinced I'm pregnant, but deep inside I know! It's so confusing!
"Since I first met Princess and saw David, Muffin and the twins with her on Christmas Eve, my life has been turned upside down. I feel like Sleeping Beauty and Robert is my prince! What's happening to me? Grandma told me about the Old Ways, and that while some things seemed almost magical, they were just heightened reality. But this does seem almost magical."
She ran down, tears streaming down her pretty cheeks. Riekie also had tears in her eyes, and a faraway look as she dreamed of what almost was and could be. She whispered to herself. 'So close... So close... It won't get away from me this time! Stars! I gotta see those stars!"
I reached behind, pulled her onto my lap and cuddled her. I kissed her neck. "You will, sweet Princess, you will."
Riekie cuddled comfortably in my lap, I asked Karen, "You may think this is a dumb question, but how did you get to see those stars?"
She giggled. "It was like a ride on a shooting star or a comet, and I swore Robert was on it with me. Like I said, it was the most incredible experience of my life! I have absolutely nothing to compare it with. What a ride!"
"Bob, while Karen Michelle was off riding her comet, where were you?"
Bob coloured a bit, totally unused to discussing his intimate affairs. "Ahem! I was... uh... I was on the comet with Karen Michelle." Then he loosened up. "Dave! It was the wildest thing ever! I caught the tail of a comet and rode it out to the farthest point of its orbit through shooting stars and meteors to the edge of deep space where the stars are just brilliant points of light! At the comet's apogee, I saw the most beautiful blue-white of an exploding super nova! When I came to my senses, poor Karen Michelle was almost passing out, but I heard her yell 'STARS!' and I knew we'd been the same place."
Wow! Mom would never believe this! She thought I was unusual! Paul never did say what he saw... Diane and Carol served breakfast, telling Riekie to stay put. They saw the longing in her eyes and her need to be held. I almost regretted telling her how close we'd once come. Karen asked me how I knew or figured out she was pregnant or about to be before everyone else.
Over breakfast, I explained. I first told her about my dad's almost uncanny ability to deduce things from seemingly disconnected facts, and that I had somewhere along the line, probably through exposure and osmosis, acquired a similar skill. Then I told Bob and her about the pheromones she produces, and how women inured in the Old Ways seem to produce them in superabundance when it was their time. I explained their affect on a man, and why in super concentration they could pose a problem.
With lots of laughing and gentle teasing of both Carol and me, I told them the 'broken Rascal' story, thus giving them the caution they needed. Carol told her what happened to me this morning when exposed to Karen's panties. Karen blushed bright red when she learned I'd been sniffing her frillies then laughed delightedly when Carol told her, "Huh! Some Dirty Old Man he is! He couldn't get close to them! He was scared to death!" She softened her tone, though. "Although after what happened in September, I don't blame him. He was hurting! And I was scared! I thought for sure I'd broken Rascal, and I was gonna have two very pissed off wives to deal with if I had!" That brought peals of laughter from all sides.
After Carol's interruption, I explained that this morning I had a very unusual experience, and suspected the house was full of pheromones which could only come from her or Riekie. Given Bob's phenomenal performance as opposed to my one unusual experience, I deduced I was farther from the source than him, so it couldn't be Riekie. Then I explained about the lack of semen on her towel. Even if she normally didn't leak very much, the number of 'fillings' still suggested there should have been more than there was. She had no previous experience, but accepted what I said. She blushed beet red when she did say she leaked quite a bit on the first one. I agreed; the evidence on the towel supported her.
I told her I was pretty well convinced, until she yelled, especially when she hollered 'STARS'. Then I knew. D.J.'s announcement was just additional confirmation. I wrapped up. It hadn't taken all that long. "So, Karen Michelle You're pregnant. Do you believe that now?"
She sighed dreamily. "Yes, David, I do. It's still a miracle to me, but I believe it."
"The creation of any life is a miracle. Now, down to brass tacks. Have you guys talked about the future?"
Bob replied, "Not very much. I just know I want to spend my life with her. With a baby on the way, there's no way I'm leaving her here in Calgary, either. Karen Michelle, my love, I know it's sudden, but I see no choice. You're going back to Van with me."
"What about my job, Robert? I should give notice."
"Call in today. Give them notice 'til the end of the week. That's a Mickey Mouse job anyway, as far as I'm concerned. I'm off until after New Year's so I can stay here with you. I make pretty good money, enough to support us, and I have a house. Margaret didn't get that, and I don't pay any support. Hell! We can even get legally married!"
"Where will we stay until then? We can't stay here; the family's going home tomorrow. There's no way that dried up old prune I room with will let me have a man in the apartment, and I have to let her know I'm moving out, too."
I spoke up. "Au contraire, Madame! You can stay here. You might have to share with the boys, but they'll let you stay. Hell, after we leave take the master bedroom. You guys might actually get to play in the hot tub. We haven't had time. If I may make a suggestion, call your roomie today and tell her you've moved out and will have your stuff out by the end of the week. If she bitches, which I'm sure she will, give her a full month's rent, not just your usual half, in lieu of notice. Bob, can you afford a month's rent for your wife? We can spot it to you until the will is probated if you can't." Riekie, snuggled into me, nodded her approval.
Bob asked Karen how much her rent was. When she told him, he laughed. "No loans required, but thanks for the offer. I got it covered. Rent here is a lot cheaper than in Van! We'll do OK, but I'll have to get a bigger bed. I'm getting too used to these king size ones here. Lots of play room!" Karen dug him in the ribs for his crack.
We finished breakfast as the conversation about their practicalities finished. Carol shooed Bob and me out of the kitchen with our coffees. "You two take the kids and vamoose! We'll clean up and join you in a few minutes. Karen Michelle, would you help us please?"
Riekie moved off my lap to help with the cleanup. Bob and I were at the door with the twins when Carol called us. "Oh boys, watch this! C'mon Muffin, let's welcome Karen Michelle to the family our way. Karen Michelle, you're gonna love this!"
Diane and Carol placed there hands on Karen's shoulders, threw back their heads and howled. Damned if Karen didn't join them.
"YIP! YIP! AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!"
"AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!"
"AAIII! AAIII! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!"
The three of them broke down in giggles. Karen, wiping tears from her eyes gasped. "Oh, thank you! I wanted to do that this morning!"
I walked out shaking my head, "There's gotta be a connection!"
The kids went back to playing with their toys while Bob and I talked. He was so happy all he wanted to talk about was Karen. I just let him prattle on. He'd had to listen to me about Carol and Riekie enough, now it was my turn to listen. The girls came out of the kitchen a short time later. Carol was just outlining what we needed to do before the service so we would be ready to pack and load the van and trailer when the doorbell rang. Bob answered the door and Beth Richards breezed in. I thought this was her normal way, all motherly rush and bother, rather than the sedate Priestess we saw Christmas Eve. I liked her more this way -- it suited her physical presence better. My Girls and Karen were all standing around me when she bustled in with her garment bag and travel bag.
Beth saw Karen. "Oh My God, David! Not another one! Won't you at least leave some Princesses for the rest of the guys?"
Huh? Karen was a Princess? Well, only the Priestesses seemed to even know what that quasi-royal term meant, and only they seemed to be able to recognize them routinely. But maybe that was the connection with My Girls! There must be some 'social stratum' within Wicca that decreed certain females were born 'Princesses', and all 'Princesses' displayed certain common behaviors. If Beth had time, I'd ask her. Mom had never explained it. I felt I was on the verge of a personal discovery.
Beth turned to Karen and curtsied to her. "Good morning, Princess. David, aren't you going to introduce us?" Karen was stunned! She'd recognized My Girls as Princesses herself, but didn't know she herself was one. But then, My Girls hadn't either. No wonder they were so nervous when they met her! They knew, but just didn't say! I imagined Riekie recognized her; when she came back from the airport she told the others. At that time we didn't know if she was familiar with the Old Ways, so to call her Princess without knowing would have been a faux pas to them.
"Uh... yeah! Karen Michelle Scott, née Roberts, please meet Beth Richards, Priestess to the Goddess."
Karen blushed and curtsied to Beth. "How do you do, Priestess? I've never met a Priestess before. I'm honoured."
Beth laughed her big laugh. "David! You sure find the ones with manners! Scott, née Roberts, you say? Then she's not one of your tribe?"
Bob had followed her in by now. He slipped his arm possessively around Karen. "Nope! He didn't get this one, Beth, She's mine, all mine, or is it I'm hers?"
"Well, Bob, whichever way you look at it, you've both made fine catches, I think. Carol Anne, is there some place I can change? The rest of you can stay as you are. Sorry to be in a rush, but it's a busy day for me, and then there's Ben's service. I wouldn't go except for Robbie and Jamie. I already said goodbye to Ben. Ah, I see my little apprentices are here. K.P. and D. J. would you help me again?"
The little girls beamed and curtsied. "Yes, Priestess."
Beth surveyed the room. "Ah! This is a happy room! Not like the rest of the house, so cold and empty of emotion! That architect should visit some real family homes before he designs any more houses. Well, I'll just get changed, now. Lead on, Carol Anne." Carol led Beth to the den where she could change into her gown. Beth said something to Carol, and she dashed upstairs, returning with a folded towel in her arms which she carefully placed on an end table.
When Beth emerged from the den, she was the sedate Priestess again, with that regal presence they all seemed to get when performing a Rite, dressed in her long homespun gown. She floated up to Bob and Karen, who weren't sure what was happening, although I'm sure Bob was getting a pretty good idea. It was apparent Beth hadn't come just on a social call.
Beth began. "Karen and Bob, before I proceed, I must ask a few simple questions. It's a little structured, but basically an interview. Please don't be embarrassed by them, they are necessary. Bob, unlike with the retying the other night, this is a First Time. Are you familiar with that?" I saw Bob's face light up. He knew for sure what was coming next. Karen was a little slower, but then realization hit her, too, and she glowed even more if that was possible.
Bob nodded. "Yes, I was a Witness for Carol Anne and Dave, and then again with Riekie. Although over the years I've learned what we did may have been somewhat abbreviated."
"Good, then I'll carry on. You can help Karen if she stumbles or hesitates."
"Face each other and hold hands." They did.
"Karen and Bob, have you shared a bed and made love in that bed? Karen?"
Karen blushed, but answered. "Yes, we did, and have."
"Bob?'
Without hesitation. "Yes, we did, and have."
"Have you made vows to each other swearing undying love and fidelity? Karen?'
Karen's voice was dreamy, "Oh, Yes, we did."
"Bob?"
"Yes, we did."
"Have you exchanged rings? Karen?"
Karen hung her head. "No, Priestess, much to my shame. It was very sudden. I had no ring for him." Beth looked at Carol, who nodded. Beth smiled, aware now of the surprise.
"No matter for now, Karen. Bob?"
"I gave Karen Michelle a diamond ring as a token of my troth until we can get wedding rings."
"Well said, Bob. The Goddess is pleased. It's a very pretty ring, Karen."
"Karen, answer this carefully. Are you now wed?"
Dreamily "Oh, yes, I am wed."
"Bob, again, consider it carefully. Are you now wed?"
Again without hesitation. "I am wed."
Beth turned to Carol. "Carol Anne, please come forward with your other Witnesses if there are any, and your sign."
Carol retrieved the towel from the table. She, Riekie and Diane, lined up behind Karen and Bob in front of Beth. When they were in place, she asked. "Witnesses, have you verified that this union was consummated?"
Carol got very solemn. "As an Official Witness, I have verified that this union was consummated. I offer this towel bearing the stain of Virgin Blood as evidence and proof."
Beth examined the towel, but not too closely. She regarded Karen with new respect. "Virgin, eh? Good girl! The Goddess is extremely pleased. That is a gift beyond value, my Princess."
Riekie spoke next. "As an Official Witness, I also have verified that this union was consummated. The towel I also offer as proof."
Diane said, "I too am an Official Witness, I have verified that this union was consummated. The towel is our evidence."
Beth handed the towel back to Carol then intoned. "All the questions have been asked and answered satisfactorily, according to ancient custom. These two people, Robert Scott, and Karen Michelle Roberts, have wed themselves by ancient custom. Witnesses have verified the union and produced evidence. We can now proceed. Come, my elvish apprentices, it is time." K.P. and D. J. ran to her and took up their positions.
I found Bob's camera and snapped a few of the six of them. They'd have a photo record of their wedding at least. Funny, the only photos we had of us were the prom and this Christmas. I checked the camera for film. It was Ok.