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They say bad news travels fast, shit, so does good news.  The very next morning, Mother Bitch comes flying in the front door of the shop.  Claudia and I looked in the mirror from the back room and saw it was her.“Baby, do you want me to go out there and deal with your mother?”“Sweetheart, this isn’t your problem.”“Claudia Thomas, almost Jacobs, it is our problem.  You have someone who will stand with you and fight.  We do everything together.”“Baby, let me go first, at least.”Claudia agreed to let me go first.  She wasn’t happy about it but decided to let me face her first.“Good morning Mrs. Thomas how can I help you?”  I asked with a smile.“You know damn good and well why I’m here.  What’s this crap – you are going to marry my daughter?  I am totally against you marrying Claudia.”“Mrs. Thomas, may I say something?”“WHAT?”         “I don’t give a shit what you think.  The main thing I love about Claudia is she has not been infected like you have infected her sister.  Rude, crude, and tattooed.”“What tattoo, you impertinent son of a bitch?”“I’ve seen the tattoo on your daughter’s ass.  Everyone who is within sight sees it because sex izle she makes sure to bend over and expose it well below her waistline.”About this time, Claudia comes to the front of the store wearing a smile.“And where have you been, sitting on your ass in the back room letting someone else handle your business?” Mother screeched.“No, when I saw you come in, I had to go to the john.  Somewhat fitting.”“I refuse to allow this marriage.  He is not in our class.”Paul and I looked at each other.  Somehow, there was mental communication.  We both burst into laughter.  “It must suck to be you,” Paul said to mother.Mother stormed out as loudly as she came in.  I turned to Paul.“She can’t stop us.  I’m of legal age.  How can we end this harassment she is going to give us?”“How are you at putting together impromptu bridal arrangements?”Paul left Claudia standing there wondering what he had in mind.  She knew he could be charming, and he could be a stinker.  He was on his phone as he rounded the corner going into the back room.Twenty minutes passed when Paul returned to the front of the store.  He had a smile on his face like fransız porno the cat that caught the canary.“Are you working on the bridal flowers?”“Well, no, not yet.  Why?”“You are going to be carrying them tomorrow morning at nine in the morning at the City Hall.  Your dad will be there as will my parents.  We are getting married tomorrow morning.”“Paul, you’re joking.  No, you’re not.  You are going to, I am going, we are getting married tomorrow?” Claudia’s eyes were wide open.“Yes, and our parents are all for it.  But there is more.  I can’t tell you until we get back from the wedding.” he announced proudly.The next morning at eight forty-five, the bridal party assembled at City Hall.  They were number five, so it was about thirty-five minutes before Mr. and Mrs. Paul Jacobs and the attendees left for home or the shop.When they got to the shop, Paul carried the new Mrs. Jacobs across the threshold, sat her down gently, and kissed her again.  Then he got on his phone.“A-1 Messenger Service, I need an envelope delivered from Claudia’s Card and Candles.  You know the address, excellent.  Thank teen porno you.”“Mr. Jacobs, I have not been married for an hour and you are acting suspiciously.  What has that sinister mind concocted?” Claudia asked.About then, the messenger arrived.  Paul handed the young man a large envelope and twenty-five dollars.  Paul told the messenger he would not expect a response, so he would not have to wait.  Claudia thought that was quite a tip for an envelope, but Paul was up to something.“Well, Mr. James Bond, what was in that mysterious envelope, and to whom was it sent?”“That, my Love was a copy of our Marriage Certificate.  It was sent to your mother.  I judge that within the half hour, she will be slamming through the front door in a fit of rage.  If my luck holds out, the Pampered Princess will be right on her heels.”“You are a shit disturber and I love you for it.  Maybe she will just melt away like that other witch and leave us alone.”It didn’t take thirty minutes for the Vehicle from Hell to speed down the street and skid into a parking spot and a half with two visibly disturbed women heading for the door.“This is going to be classic,” Claudia said.‘How dare you do this behind my back and have the nerve to shove it in my face by some poor unsuspecting young man.  You weren’t even manning enough to deliver it in person.  How dare you defy my wishes.” The Queen declared.

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