All was well as usual.we had spent alot of time together and my prince had proposed on one of our swimming expenditions
I loved everytime we had together i enjoyed the way he cuddled me like a baby.
Wedding bells were ringing.several people had sent me congratulatory messages.my mother had flown back to the country to give me the usual bridal advice
My father was not left behind he bought me several guides including the dreaded karma sutra.I was now a big girl.I knew everyone was waiting for the wedding.
It was 3days to the wedding and all the necessary shopping was done.wat was left was the bridal veil.We went to the boutique with Edga and bought the veil and white heels.
The man at the boutique beared a great ressemblance like that of my Edga.Apart from the gap on his upper jaw one could barely recognize the two guys.I couldnt imagine how people could ressemble to this extent without being related.Soon we were home we were exhausted and slept like babies
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RomanceLove is like talent and intimacy is the practice that makes love perfect follow the story of Peninah and Edga and make the clear path
