This time, Jennifer and Laura did not manage to cross paths until their respective fittings were over with.

The two girls sat in the main lobby of Fantasy Supreme. Laura was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and in her hands she had a large box. Jennifer was wearing only a long shiny black vinyl coat, with the belt cinched so tightly that she must be wearing a corset underneath. Her feet were in six inch black heels.

"So, do you want to stay at my old apartment?" Jennifer asked.

"That would be great!" Laura replied instantly. "I would have moved out before, but there's just no way I could afford it right now."

Jennifer nodded. "There's a key in a crack in the molding around the door," she said. "On the right, near the foor. You should be able to find it without a problem."

"Mother threatens to kick me out onto the street every once in a while," said Laura. "Now she can't threaten me with *that* anymore!"

"Did she get the invitation?" Jennifer asked.

"She did. She was upset at first, that you had not even talked to her about it. Then she called a couple of her friends up. She was talking so loud that I couldn't help but hear her. One of her friends told her that your fiancee was a multi-millionaire, and suddenly she was very quiet about the whole thing."

"Has she given you any more grief about it?" Jennifer asked.

"Not since the invitation arrived. I think she was almost nice to me today."

"Now *that* really worries me."

"Tell me about it. Actually, I think I'm going to go to your apartment right after this, and drop the dress off there. Do you think that mother would really wear something like this?" she said.

"Maybe," said Jennifer, with a thought crossing her mind. "I take it you're going to go home and get some of your stuff?" she asked.

"Sure. How long can I stay there?" she asked.

"For as long as you would like," replied Jennifer. "I think that it's paid up for several months. But... when you see mother next, could you drop her a hint that there will be some wedding guests that are just as wealthy as Richard *and* unmarried right now?"

"Sure... but why? Are *you* up to something now?" she asked.

"Could be. That's even a true statement. There *will* be a couple of unmarried available men at the wedding. And they know that the wedding is going to be...ah... different. Every one of the guys that will be there is just as kinky as Richard."

"I'll tell her," said Laura. "You know, she'll do her best to throw herself at one of them. They'd probably be a hell of a lot better than some of the guys she's dragged home!"

A car pulled up outside the lobby, and Jennifer saw Richard step out of it. "My ride is here. Oh, take this," she said, handing Laura a slip of paper. "That's our phone number, just in case you need something. Leave it at the apartment. I'd rather not give it to mother."

Laura nodded, and waved goodbye as Jennifer and Richard drove off.

"Is Laura going to move out?" Richard asked.

Jennifer nodded. "She didn't even have to think about it."

"I still haven't met this mother of yours that you talk of," he said. "But I suppose that it's tradition to dislike the mother-in-law."

"I had a brainstorm while I was waiting," said Jennifer. "I told Laura to tell mother that there would be unattached guests at the wedding. They would be filthy rich and... um... kinky. I thought that would get my mother to come along and cooperate."

"Hmmm... that should work. I take it that money can act as an aphrodisiac for your mother?"

"I'd have to say yes," she said.

Richard rolled his eyes. "That's exactly the type of woman that always seemed to throw herself at me. That is, until you came around. Oh, well."

"You know, maybe we could take this a little further," Jennifer thought. Maybe we could talk one of the three unmarried guys into... well... stringing her along.

"Adam is engaged," Richard said. "And Collin... well... I fear that he would end up actually being taken in by your mother. No... I think that Ben might be the best bet."

Jennifer thought back to Vicki's descriptions. "Ben has... what is it? Two live in girlfriends?"

"But he's technically not married," said Richard. "Actually, Ben might be very willing to help out. Is your mother a good looking woman, or not?"

"She still has a good figure, I guess," said Jennifer. "She can always find a good looking guy when she heads out for the bars to troll for a bed partner."

"Let me give Ben a call when we get back," he said.

Jennifer watched as Richard hung up the phone. "He'll be happy to do it," he said. "I could almost hear him drooling over the phone."

Just seconds later, the phone rang. Richard picked it up, then handed it to Jennifer. "It's for you," he said.

"Hello?"

"Jen? It's Laura," came the voice on the other end of the phone."

"My sister," she said to Richard. He nodded, then walked out of his den, leaving her alone to talk with her sister. "What's up?" she asked her sister.

"Well... I looked at all the stuff that comes along with this dress," she said. "I knew about the corset, and the shoes, and I've tried on the dress. But there's this other thing in here..." she said.

"Yes?"

"It looks like... well, it looks like something that has two rubber dongs on it! It's some kind of belt or something. There are batteries with this thing, that go with the dongs. Am I really supposed to wear this? My god! What a sick idea!"

"I'm sure that if you don't want to, you don't have to," she said.

"You... you don't sound surprised by this?"

"Do you think you're the only one? Or the first to wear something like that? I bet that will be standard issue for the female guests."

"Have *you* worn this?" Laura asked.

"Several times," she replied calmly.

"God!" said Laura. "What's it like?"

"Interesting, I'll say," she said. There was a long silence from Laura. "You know, you could always try it out first, alone" she said. "To see if you'll be able to handle it during the wedding."

"I... geez! Your boyfriend is sick!"

"Laura... you know, I can't imagine him any other way! And think about this: Even with all this 'sick' stuff, I'm still going to marry him!"

There was another long pause. "I... guess I'll try it out, then." she said.

"Your choice, of course," she said. "Call me back when you've made up your mind."

A few hours later, the phone rang again. Richard had been on the phone, making calls, and had Jennifer underneath his desk, in the corset and heels, giving oral attention to his penis.

"It's for you," Richard said, backing his chair up.

Jennifer wiped her face off with her hands before crawling out. Richard handed her the phone and let her sit down on his lap.

She felt his hard, wet penis up against her back. "Hello?" she said.

"Ah, hi," came the voice of Laura.

"Have you made a decision?" guessed Jennifer.

"I think I'll try to wear it," said Laura.

"So, what did you think?" Jennifer asked.

"Well..." said Laura. There was a long pause. "My batteries wore out."

Jennifer couldn't help herself, and she started laughing.