Chapter 8
Cheri was sitting at her dressing table without a single care in the world, touching up her makeup, making sure that everything, just everything was perfect for her and for Al on this incredible, special day.
This, after all, was the day that all of her adventures of late had added up to, the day, she realized, that she had been waiting for all her life. She looked in the mirror once again, for what must have been the five hundredth time that day, to assess her appearance, to make sure that she was as perfect as she knew Al hoped she would be. Yes, she thought, I'm ready.
The beautiful girl in the mirror smiled back from the mirror, too, radiant in her ivory lace bride's gown with the seed pearls that adorned the neck and the bodice. Nothing but the best for my wife, Al Mon
