WeddingChapter 5
“This joint is about five minutes from a public orgy!” whispered Frank to his wife, nervously. Amanda snickered and replied, “It’s not that bad. Everybody’s just having fun, honey.” Frank snorted in derision. “Yeah, fun groping each other! Where’d the ring-bearer go? He off screwing the flower girl in the coat closet?” Amanda laughed lightly. She pointed towards the corner of the ballroom, where her second cousin, the five-year-old flower girl, was curled up in her mother’s lap, sound...