had finally settled on a chapel, with limited impute from the
groom-to-be who was still halfway out of it from just two Vicodin.
was only after everything was said and done, paperwork signed and
clarity from painkillers came that they realized what they had just
done. They well panicked
paced the honeymoon suite that had been given to them by the chapel
as part of the wedding package. He sat on the overstuffed heart
shaped bed, law books opened, trying to find a legal loophole as to
where they wouldnt have to tell her parents.
She demanded of him. He shook his head, Keep ya shirt on, Im
still looking. I do she growled at the words I do
remember a law about age of consent that would void this.
dropped to a lounge chair. What was I thinking?