The symbolism of being carried over the threshold of the room in my wedding dress hammered another spike of sorrow through my heart. The symbolism of being carried over the threshold of the room in my wedding dress hammered another spike of sorrow through my heart. The day dawned with a bright sunlit sky; the world was smiling for my wedding. My temperature flared, my loins began to smolder with a need for sex and I could think of no one better than my cousin who I loved and trusted and was feeling me up at the moment. I rolled to face him and put my hand down his pajamas and gripped his swollen shaft. My husband took the Best Man, his lifelong friend and went into the depths of the building to look for Carolyn. It was during the reception that trouble thundered over the horizon and drastically changed the rest of my life. I asked my brand new husband if he knew where she was but he claimed to not know. My temperature flared, my loins began to smolder with a need for sex and I could think of no one better than my cousin who I loved and trusted and was feeling me up at the moment. He pushed me to my back then got between my legs and
