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My Twin to the Rescue Part 7 The ride took about thirty minutes. As they rode along, Ken kept asking Peter for details but he would not say anything. Instead he just smiled at her. That fact frustrated her but she put up with it because she could not do anything else. The parking lot for the restaurant was a bit crowded so Peter had to park back near the farthest edge from the building. As he shut off the motor, Peter told Ken to not open the door. Quickly getting out of the car, he hurried around and opened her door for Ken. Offering her his hand, he helped her out of the car and to her feet. With her purse on her right arm, she took Peter's arm with her left. Together they walked in thru the front door. The noise inside was almost too much. She was assailed by the noise of people talking, the clatter of dishes being served and removed. In the background she could catch a hint of some sort of soft music playing but she could not tell what it was. The noise also prevented her from hearing what Peter said to the lady behind the podium as he checked in with her. Whatever he said must have been important as she nodded and led Ken and Peter into the dining room ahead of other couples that were already there. As she walked deeper and deeper into the restaurant, Ken could sense people watching her. One couple in particular caught her notice. The couple was older and presented a sense of dignity and refinement. The man wore a gray suit, white shirt and a red stripped tie. His dark hair showed streaks of gray at the temples. His dark brown eyes seem to be able to see right to the very core of Ken as she approached. He had a mustache that made Ken smile because to her, it looked like something she had seen on a walrus. That is it was full and bushy. The lady with him wore a white lace dress. Her hair was a mixture of blond and gray. She was the perfect example of grace and elegance one would expect to see in a lady of high society circles. To Ken, it looked like every hair of this lady was in place just perfectly. She wore diamonds but not to the point of being gaudy. Rather her jewelry was very tasteful. As the approached that particular table, the gentleman stood up, reached out and shook Peter's hand. Peter walked around to the lady and gave her a little peck on her cheek. Peter noticed the bewildered look on Ken's face. Turning to her he explained, "These are my parents. This is my father Frank and my mother Mary." Ken said in a soft voice that was barely heard above the noise, "So nice to meet you both." Frank took Ken's hand and gently kissed it the way the gentlemen of the old movies would do. Funny how that one gesture told Ken so much about Peter's family. The hairs of Frank's mustache both tickled and pricked Ken's hand but she liked it. After he had kissed her hand, Frank said to Ken, "So nice to meet you my dear. Let me say you are very beautiful." Mary rose from her seat and said to Ken, "My dear would you care to accompany me to the powder room so we can freshen up before dinner?" "I would very much like to go and wash my hands." As the two of them walked away, Ken heard Frank say "My boy, I totally ..." The rest was lost in the din of the restaurant. As the door to the ladies room closed and cut off the noise from outside, Mary went to the first sink, placed her purse on the counter and started to check her lipstick. As she did she asked Ken "Ken; isn't that a rather odd name for a girl?" "Oh it is short for Kendra," Ken lied in response. "My father had a dear friend that was named Ken. When he died, my father wanted to do something to memorialize him so he named me Kendra." "I see." Then Mary asked, "Just how did you and Peter meet?" "I was on my way to a conference of business women. He was the driver that took me from the airport to the hotel. He then arranged to take me from the hotel to the port where I boarded the cruise ship." "And what exactly is it that you do for a living my dear?" Again Ken lied as he said, "I am an administrative assistant to a business owner." While this did not impress Mary, she took in in stride. Then she asked "What do you think of my son?" Ken thought for a moment. "Was this a trick" she wondered. Then out loud she said, "He is very handsome, and gentleman. I am so flattered that he wanted to date me this past week. At least I have had so much fun with him." "And what do you think about what he does for a living?" "I think that being a limousine driver is a very honorable job. At least, as far as I can tell, it is legal." "My dear, you mean you don't know that his being a driver is just a part time thing? You don't know about his career?" "You mean he does something else besides being a driver?" "But of course he does, my dear. You mean you didn't know?" "I had no idea. But it doesn't matter what he does, I think he is a very special man." "So glad to hear you say that. Now shall we rejoin the men?' With that, the two ladies went back to the table. Again, as they approached, Peter and his father stood up and held the ladies chairs for them as they sat down. Ken thought to herself "what is it that Peter really does for a living? And why was I asked so many questions by his mother?" Turning to Peter, Ken said "your mother hinted that you are not just a limousine driver. What else do you do for a living? I had been wondering how you could afford this dinner. And how were you able to afford all the things we have done?" "Before I answer you, I have a question to ask you." With a hint of irritation, Ken said, "Alright. What?" Peter got up, walked around the table and then knelt down beside Ken. Taking her hand in his, he reached into his coat pocket with his free hand and pulled out a small black velvet box. Inside was an engagement ring that was made of yellow gold and had one large center diamond with two small diamond chips on either side. Taking it out of the box, Peter slid the ring onto the ring finger of Ken's left hand. The diamond sparkled with a brilliance Ken had never seen. The ring was a little bit big on her finger but she could not help admiring it as she held out her hand, fingers spread wide to show off the ring. He then said "Ken, we have known each other for a very short time. But you have captured my heart like no other woman has. I want to ask you 'will you marry me and share the rest of my life with me'?" Ken sensed that the whole crowd in the restaurant had grown quite; all except for the wandering violin player who now stood behind Peter while he played a soft romantic piece. It seemed like the whole world was holding its breath waiting for Ken to answer. What could she do? A part of her wanted to say yes to Peter but there was something that nagged at her in the back of her mind. After a few moments of thought, and with tears of happiness in her eyes, Ken said "Peter, I love you more than I have ever loved any other man. Of course I will marry you." Suddenly every person there was applauding for the couple. There were smiles on so many faces as they had been present to witness the result of the love a couple has for each other. Frank had signaled for the waiter to come over and pour champagne so everyone at the table could celebrate. Ken took only one sip when the toast was made to the young couple. It was hard for her to swallow it because she didn't like the taste. But she did it anyway to keep from offending her future in-laws. After she got the champagne down, she turned to Peter. "Now about my question. What is it that you really do? Are you really just a limo driver?" Before he could answer, Mary spoke up. "My dear, Frank is a very prominent attorney here. He has his own law firm. And our son has just been made a junior partner with the firm. The plan is that in a couple of years, after he has more experience, he will be made a full partner. Then when Frank finally retires, Peter will take over as the head of the firm." Turning to Peter, Ken asked with a hint if irritation in her voice "and when were you going to tell me this?" "I didn't tell you because I wanted you to love me for who I am and not for what I do or have." "Then why work as a limo driver? Why all the pretending?" "Dad always said that to be a really good attorney, one has to have lived in the shoes of the people he wants to help. You have to understand what they are going thru. Then you will have a good idea of what they need the most. That is why I work part time as a driver. But think about this. If I hadn't been working that day, we would never have met." Her demeanor changed from one of anger to one of admiration. She had to admit she admired Peter for how he was trying to help people. Even if it did mean they had met with secrets between them. The only secret she had was the fact that she was a man and that was between her and Peter's family. During the rest of the meal, Ken was made to feel like she was already a part of Peter's family. Mary and Frank insisted she call them mother and father. Mary even told Ken that her engagement ring was a family heirloom. It had been handed down thru the family for four generations, passing from mother to son when he got engaged. Peter smiled and said, "I know it is a bit old fashion but I hope someday you will be able to pass it on. It looks a little big on you but we can get an insert to make it fit better." Ken leaned over, kissed Peter right there in front of everyone and whispered, "Do your parents know about me? Have you told them about my background and history?" "No and I never will. As far as they are concerned, you are just what you appear to be, a beautiful woman and their future daughter-in-law." With that, the talk turned to the future and getting to know each other better. Mary told stories about Peter when he was a boy as did Frank. Ken told stories about her growing up but she used the stories from her sister Kim since she didn't really have any to tell about herself. After dinner, Ken and Peter went back to his apartment. Barely had the door closed and been locked when Ken put her arms around Peter's neck. She kissed him fully on the lips as she pressed her body against his. She could tell she was getting his attention by the bulge she felt growing in his pants. Still she didn't stop the kiss. She knew only that she wanted him to make love to her. She was hoping that since they were officially engaged, he would be more willing to sleep with her. As they kissed right there by the door, Peter put his arms around Ken, pulled her tighter against himself. He allowed his hand to slip down to her butt and gave it a little squeeze. She could feel his hand pulling her ever tighter against him. That bulge he had now made her feel so feminine and desirable. Finally they broke the kiss. With breathless panting, she said in a soft voice, "Will you make love to me now? Oh please say yes! I want you so much my lover." "Of course I will. Let me get ready and then we will have a night to remember." "And while you do that, I have something I have got to do and tonight. I have to send my sister an email and let her know. I want to ask her to be my bride's maid, if that is alright with you. One thing I know she is going to ask. When is the wedding to he held? What should I tell her?" "How about in eighteen months? That way we will have time to get all the legal things worked out and, if you are willing, get you a sex change operation. It might be a bit awkward if Momma was helping you get into your wedding dress and saw that you are not the woman she thinks you are." "And what will we do when we are not able to give her grandchildren? What then?" "We can tell her you had a medical problem as a child that now makes it almost impossible for you to get pregnant. We can either adopt or maybe figure out a way to artificially inseminate you. Hopefully by that time, science will have advanced enough for you to carry a baby to term." "Alright, go and get ready for me. I will be there in a little while." Then with a giggle she said, "Don't start without me." "Oh never my love, never!" As Peter went into the bedroom to prepare for his night with Ken, she got out her laptop and started to send Kim a message telling her about the developments that had occurred. Much to her surprise, Kim was on line so the two girls could instant message each other. Ken started by telling Kim that she was good and had some very exciting news. She then went on to describe the evening to Kim. Kim wrote back that it all sounded so wonderful. She was so happy for Ken since there was a problem and she needed Ken to come home as soon as possible. Other than that, she would not say anything else. In the bathroom, Ken brushed her hair and put on the baby doll nightie she had bought with Peter in mind. But as she did, she could not keep her mind from wondering what was wrong with Kim. As she entered the bedroom, Peter stood up and went to her. He was wearing just a pair of blue boxers. The way the bulged told Ken that Peter wanted her. He had been getting excited by the idea that he would be her first time in bed with a man. The very idea that Ken was going to let Peter take her virginity from her made this night so special to him. Taking her in his arms, he gently kissed her on the lips. She did kiss him back but it was so different from the way she had kissed him by the door just a little while ago. Then there had been passion in her kiss. Now it was like her body was there but not her mind or spirit. He could tell something was bothering her. With a gentle touch he led her to the bed and sat her down on the edge. As he sat beside her, he noticed a tear trilling down her cheek. Her eyes were red and starting to look puffy. She did respond to him but it was not like she was really there. Everything she said and did felt to him like it was just on instinct and nothing more. When he got her to lie back on the bed, she just laid there not really doing much. The tears in her eyes grew in number. Lying down beside her on his side with his head propped up by one hand; he reached for her with his other. He touched her face with a gentle stroke and said "Sweetheart, what is wrong? I thought you wanted to have me make love to you tonight." Turning to him, eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks, she said to him in a soft whisper, "I can't now. I have to go home. Something is wrong with my sister and she needs me." She then started to take off the ring he had given her earlier that evening. "I may not be able to marry you. I suppose you will be wanting this back." "Ken, I gave you that ring because I love you. I don't care how long I have to wait. I still want to marry you. You go home tomorrow and take care of whatever is going on. When that is over, we can get married." She reached up, put a hand on his face, pulled it to her and kissed him. This time it was less mechanical but still did not have the fire she had expressed at the door. It was more of a kiss that expressed thanks for understanding. And with that, she rolled over and fell into a fitful sleep. He laid there for a moment. Then he rolled over so he was facing her back, put a protective arm over her and went to sleep himself. The next morning he woke up to find Ken was not in bed with him. He had been laying there for just a few minutes when she walked in wrapped in a towel. He quickly closed his eyes but not completely. Thru the tiny openings his lids made, he lay there and watched as Ken got dressed. Evidently she must have thought he was still asleep. He admired her figure as she stepped into the panties she was going to be wearing. They were light yellow hip huggers with pale blue trim around the waist and legs. He then watched as she put on her bra. It was a white push-up with seamless cups and tiny lace trim. He had never seen a woman put one on so he was fascinated by it. She put the bar around her waist so the hooks were in front. After hooking them, she turned the bra around so the cups were in front and slid her arms into the straps. She then pulled it into place and leaned over a little so her breasts would slip into the cups the way they were supposed to. She then sat on a chair in the room and slid on a pair of silky white tights. Starting at the toes, she would work first one leg up to the calf of her leg and then do the other leg. Back and forth she went, pulling up first one leg and then the other until the waist band was around her waist. Then she did something he never thought a woman would do. She lifted a leg and stretched the hose. He almost let out a giggle because it looked like she was getting ready to be a ninja. She then got into her dress. This dress was one that she had worn on the cruise so he had not seen it. It came to the middle of her calves, had a placket in front that was outlined by lace and was a dark blue with tiny white flowers all over. She slipped on her navy blue slings with the two inch heels. She then put in her pearl earrings. Finally she was dressed for her trip back home. Because of the style of the dress and the fact she had put on subtle shades of makeup, and with her hair falling loosely around her shoulders, she looked like a modern version of a mid to late 1800's woman. She had just finished when Peter coughed and sighed. Startled by the sounds she asked "How long have you been awake?" He said with a smile that even showed in his voice, "long enough to watch you getting dressed. Those panties you are wearing are really cute. The lace suits a woman like you." She must have turned a deep red from the embarrassment because he said "no need to blush like that. Someday you will be getting dressed in front of me all the time. And why not? As your husband I should be permitted to see you in all stages of dress." "You mean last night was not a dream? You actually asked me to marry you?" "Of course I did. I have found my soul mate. You are the woman I want to share the rest of my life with. No one else has affected me so much, in such a short time as you have." Then he said, "Let me get dressed and I will take you to the airport. And please keep the ring. There is no one else it looks better on. Just, please come back to me when whatever is going on is over. I so love you Ken." During the ride to the airport, neither one said very much. Everything that they needed to say to each other had already been said. Ever the gentleman, when they got to the airport, Peter parked the car and helped her with her luggage. He even walked her to the ticket counter to check in. On the way to the gate where she would get on the plane, he gently guided her into a little coffee shop for a soft drink. He really didn't want to let her go. He wanted to spend every possible moment with her. It wasn't until they got to the security check that he finally said good bye to her. He did so with a long passionate kiss. It surprised her because it was in public but it made her feel so wonderful. If it had not been for the fact she needed to get home to see what was wrong with Kim, she might have decided to stay with him right then. With one last wave, she walked thru the metal detector and on to the gate. Her heels sounding a kind of lonely click clack as she strode down the hallway. It was even nothing for her to go into the women's restroom when she had to. She felt like it was a natural thing for her. Not at all like the first time at the mall. Sitting on the plane, Ken could not help but worry about Kim. Her message had hinted of something wrong but had not provided many details. As soon as the plane was in the air and she was permitted, Ken took her cell phone out of her purse and tried to call. There was only the answering machine with the message that the person being called was not available at that time. Ken thinking that maybe Kim had been out shopping or taking care of an errand tried several more times during the flight. Each time she got the machine with the same message. Each time she left a message pleading with Kim to call her back. By the time she arrived back at her home city, Ken was almost frantic with worry. She almost ran to the luggage claim area. To her it seemed like an eternity before the bags started to come down the conveyor. And then it seemed like her bags were the last to appear. With the luggage in hand, she stopped at an atm machine to get some money so she could pay for a taxi to take her to Kim's apartment. With more than enough in her purse, she got in the first taxi she could. She wanted to plead with the driver to hurry but she knew he could only go as fast as the traffic would allow. She wanted to scream at each light that stopped them pleading for them to hurry up and change. Finally the driver pulled up to the apartment building and pulled her bags out of the car's trunk. She handed him the money and told him to just keep the change. She didn't want to wait for him to count it out. Rushing to the door, she rang the bell. There was no answer even after waiting a few seconds. She tried a second and a third time. Then she started knocking on the door and calling Kim's name. Still no answer came to her. She was making quite a racket but now; so much so that a lady from the next apartment came to her door. She was an older woman with graying hair that showed a slight hint of the red head she had been in her youth. She wore a simple blue dress with black shoes. "Here now" she said with a heavy Irish accent. "What's all this about and just how might you be lassie?" "My name is Ken...dra" Ken stuttered. "I am Kim's sister and she was supposed to meet me at the airport." "I see. Well my name is Patricia O'Malley. But you may call me Patty. I moved in just two weeks ago. I must say you look a lot like your sister, Kim. She is such a darling girl. And she is very friendly too." "I have the feeling that something awful has happened to her. Do you happen to know what it might be?" "Oh dearie, I'm afraid I do. Please come inside with me. She gave me something for you; just in case she was not here when you showed up." Leading Ken into her apartment, Patty indicated for Ken to sit on the couch while she got the envelope left for her. Inside was two keys; one to the Kim's apartment and the other to her car. Along with the keys was a note asking Ken to come to St. Mary's hospital as soon as she could. Ken started to cry. Putting her arms around Ken, Patty just said "I know that you sister went to the hospital a couple of days ago. And I can see you are in no condition to be driving. Would you like me to take you?" With red eyes caused by her weeping, Ken said "would you? Are you sure it would not be too much trouble?" "No trouble at all. It is the least I could do for you and your darling sister. Just let me get my purse and we will be off. You can even leave your bags here until you come back." Patty did all of the talking as she made her way to the hospital with Ken sitting in the passenger's seat. Ken was only half listening to Patty as she prattled on. By the time they arrived at their destination, Ken had learned that Patty had been married to a man from the time she was sixteen, they had come to America so he could pursue a career in engineering. She also learned that Patty's husband had died a year ago and that she had moved to the apartment complex a couple of weeks ago, like she had said. Patty stopped at the main entrance to the hospital and let Ken out. "I'll just park the car and join you if you want." Ken said, "Thank you but if you don't mind I think I want to visit her alone this time." "Oh dearie, I understand completely. Maybe I can visit your dear sister tomorrow." With that, Ken rushed into the lobby and up to the information desk. Breathless she wheezed out, "Please, what room is Kim Brown in?" The lady behind the desk turned to the computer and typed in the name. To Ken it seemed like an eternity before she looked up and said "She is in room 1234. Just follow the yellow lines on the floor to the elevator. Take it to the twelfth floor. A nurse can show you where the room is from there." Ken did as she had been instructed. As she got off on the twelfth floor, a sign on the wall indicated that rooms from 1220 to 12 45 were to the right. Ken rushed off in that direction looking both left and right until she found the room she was looking for. Slowly she opened the door and peered in. There in the bed lay Kim. To the right of the bed was a monitor that, based on the information on it, kept track of heart beats, breathing, and pulse. At first Ken thought Kim was asleep. That is until she slowly opened her eyes and smiled. In a weak voice Kim said "hey there sis. Don't you look great! Sorry you had to see me like this but it couldn't be helped." Ken placed a hand gently on Kim's forehead and asked, "What's wrong?" "I am dying from cancer. Just like momma, I had breast cancer." "How long have you known?" "I was first told I had it about three years ago." "AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME?" "I didn't want you to worry. Besides with chemo, I thought I had beaten it. It seemed to have gone away." "So what is wrong now?" "It came back and in a more aggressive form. It all started to fall apart about two months before I asked you to be me at that conference. By the way, how was it?" "Never mind that now. How long do the doctors say you have now?" "I have been told I could hang on for a few months or maybe as long as a year." Tears once again welled up in Ken's eyes. "Oh sis. I so love you. You know that if I could, I would take your place right now." "I know you would. That is one thing that makes you so special. And this is the real reason I asked you to be me. I knew I was not up for it. And someone has to carry on our family line. It is just that I knew then I would not be able to keep my promise to momma." "Promise? What promise?" "Just before she died, she made me promise that when I got married, I would wear her wedding dress. She had it in a white box back in her closet. It was her dream that her daughter would wear it. Since I was not going to be able to, I thought that you might. You always did seem to enjoy it when we played dressed up and you got to wear one of my dresses." With a weak smile on her face, Ken admitted for the first time that she really did enjoy wearing Kim's things. Maybe she enjoyed it a little too much. Then Kim said, "Momma's gown is in the back of my larger closet. It is still in that box, wrapped up in tissue. I tried it on a couple of times over the years. But now it is yours to wear at your wedding." Ken stayed with Kim the rest of the day, leaving only to get food and take care of other needs. They talked about all sorts of things for as long as Kim could stay awake. When she finally drifted off to sleep, Ken quietly left to go home. Instead of calling Patty and disturbing her, Ken got a cab to take her back to the apartment. She was just unlocking the door when Patty appeared. "Oh, hi there dearie. I just wanted to remind you that you left your things in my apartment." With a word of thanks, Ken got her bags and took them into her own apartment. She had just closed the door when she had an idea. Grabbing her cell, she placed a call to Peter. Needless to say, he was surprised and yet pleased to hear from her. "Is everything alright there" he asked her. "No but they could be a lot worse. Listen, I have a very big favor to ask you. Please hear me out before you make a decision." "Alright. What is it?" "Would you be upset if we had our wedding here? And soon?" "Not at all but may I ask why?" "My sister is sick and I want so much for her to be my maid-of-honor." "How bad is she?" "She said the doctors have told her she may not last longer than another year." "Oh sweetheart, I am so sorry. Of course we can have the wedding whenever you want it." "And since she may not be able to travel, I was hoping we could have it here." "That should not be a problem for me or my family. But you realize that means it may not be a very big wedding." "I know but all I really care about is having you and her there for the most important day of my life." Between the two of them, they planned for Peter to fly to Ken's home and help her get all the legal things at least started, if not done. She would have to have her name legally changed, get the marriage license, find a church where the wedding could be held, and arrange for the bride's maid to get a dress. She had just hung up the phone when she went to the closet to look for the dress Kim had told her about. Sure enough, there it was. She found the box containing the dress in a corner and under some other boxes. Carefully pulling it out so she did not topple the others, Ken took the box out of the closet and placed it on the bed. Sitting beside it, she slowly opened it. As she did, a feeling of excitement filled her. Here was her mother's wedding dress and, if she wanted to, she could wear it for her own wedding. Slowly she lifted out the veil. It had a white head band with a spring of baby's breath to one side. As she slipped it on, the netting came to her shoulder blades in back. She even placed the front down so she could get an idea of what the world would look like with it on. The netting gave everything a dream like hazy look. She took the veil off and set it to one side. Then she carefully lifted the dress out. She had to stand up as she held it up to look at it. The princess neckline and the bodice was covered with little pearl beads. The shoulders were puffed and led to a long sheer sleeve. The skirt itself was floor length and very full and had a train that extended to the floor behind her. She knew what she had to do. She could not help it. Quickly taking off her shoes and dress so she wore only her panties, bra and hose, she lifted the wedding dress up over her head. As it fell into place, she could almost sense her mother's presence. She was very surprised at how well that dress she now wore fit her. It would need just a few alterations to make it truly hers but she could get that done. She replaced the veil on her head so she could see what she would look like as a blushing bride. Of course she thought she would need to find a new pair of white shoes but that should be easy enough to do. As she looked in the mirror, she got to thinking about what her wedding night with Peter would be like. The thought of having him make love to her as her husband caused her to blush even more deeply. But somehow she knew he was the man for her and she would do whatever she had to in order to be a good loving wife for him. She so loved the way the dress looked on her and the way it flowed as she walked around the room. But she finally took it off and carefully placed it back in the box for safe keeping. Kim was allowed to leave the hospital a few days later. It was during the drive home that Ken told Kim about the changes in the plans for the wedding. After all, how could Ken get married without Kim as her maid-of- honor? She wanted Kim to help as much with the plans as she could without getting too tired. The days were so busy with arranging for a church, the flowers, the reception, and finally getting the marriage license. And there was the task of getting Kim's dress. It turned out that for Kim, the dress finally decided on was a blue satin gown with a matching ribbon that tied into a big bow in the back. The neck line was square and the sleeves were short. As a gift for being her maid-of-honor, Ken gave Kim a pair of pearl earrings in addition to the dress she had bought while on the cruise. Peter did what he could but for the most part, it was left up to the two girls to make all the arrangements. He had his own things to take care of. He made the hotel reservations for his parents, himself, and his closest friend, Dennis. A couple of days before the wedding was to take place, Kim surprised ken with a bachelorette party. The girls and a few of their friends had a night none of them would soon forget. When Kim had invited them (all were friends of both of the girls) she had told them a little about the changes ken had gone thru over the last few months. Every one of them seemed to remember Ken as being a little bit feminine as he grew up. The friends had arranged for a male stripper to show up at the apartment. They wanted to see Ken blush with embarrassment when he danced for them and started to pull off his clothes. By the time he was done, he wore just a male bikini, a black bow tie and a big smile. All the girls that knew what was going to happen enjoyed the biggest laugh at ken when the stripper took off his tie and presented it to her. The whole time he moved his hips in a very suggestive way. The stripper had just left when the girls started to present Ken with gifts for her honeymoon. One gave her a very sexy nightie and panty set. The nightie was a very sheer white and the panties were a matching thong. Another girl gave her a set of panties that were plastic with candy trim. The last two put their money together and bought Ken a personal vibrator, scented flavored condoms, and a box of some stuff that was supposed to increase a woman's orgasm. Ken took each one of the gifts, and with an embarrassed giggle, promised to make god use of them. Then, when each girl had a full glass of wine in her hands, they made a toast to Ken, Peter and their life together. One thing Peter did do (without his father's knowledge) was help Ken start the process to get her name legally changed. She would soon be known as Miss Kendra Ann Brown. And it would be only a few months before she changed her last name once again.