“Holy shit!” I said under my breath.
“What?” Ken asked me.
“I know those girls.” I whispered.
Jen and Mary were standing to the sides of the altar in bridesmaid’s dresses.
“How?” Ken asked.
Before I could reply, the bride entered the chapel. She had a shoulder-lengthcurly blond perm. She was about 5’7″. It couldn’t be! It was! Emily walked down the aisle, and I tried to duck my head. She looked right at me and grinned.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I said to Ken.
A wild guy’s fantasy (but it would be so much fun too)
A couple of months later he discovers that Emily is pregnant which would really be putting it to his boss