The sunny morning of Xation Day and Leah Elaine Hale's wedding was spectacular, in size, cost, and scope, over 1000 guests attended the ceremony in the lilac, rose and lily filled cathedral, and of those, only 400 were invited to the champagne and caviar reception/dinner at the city's most prestigious country club. This was a most treasured and memorable day for the couple surrounded by their families who Xation flew in from all over America, Argentina, and Spain, as well as so many friends and well wishers, whom all dressed impeccably, dining on the finest food, freshest delicacies from all over the world. Everyone who attended the, much lauded, affair enjoyed themselves immensely, none more so than Xation who felt like a king amongst his courtiers as he danced the night away with his new American bride, whom, due to her being 12 weeks pregnant, could only drink Canada Dry ginger ale, instead of champagne, though Leah did not require alcohol to enjoy her most special day, for she was filled with the precious love, and elation, of having Xation as her husband and the father of her unborn child.
As for Leah's sister, Lexa, she was having a more vexing time at the soiree, for Bengiman kept trying to get her to sneak off with him at the party, but Lexa had grown tired of the British bastard, she did not want to be with him anymore, in secret or otherwise. So, rather than deal with the situation head on, Lexa kept guzzling down bottle, after bottle, of the cold, sweet and smooth Pierre Jouet. Due to her lack of food consumption, Lexa became inebriated rapidly, taking out her troubles on the dance floor with Charles in an erotic tango or two, or more. Then, hours later, after Xation and Leah were wisked away off to their honeymoon destination, Paris in Springtime, as the party began to wind down, Lexa excused herself from the head table, as she went down the long hall to the powder room, Bengiman noticed this as he stood at the bar ordering another glass of Grey Goose on ice. So the 'Best Man' sauntered off after the 'Maid of Honor', for, dressed in his finest tuxedo and in his alcohol fueled brain, Bengiman was starting to feel alot like James Bond, but our drunken Bengiman was more like Trouble07, than 007. No matter, Bengiman was very aroused by Lexa and her dancing, and he was left wanting to sip some of her honey, 'the nectar of the gods'. Though when he went into the ladies room after her, Lexa became enraged. Though she did not raise her voice to Bengiman, nor did she call him any vulgar names, no, she was smarter than that. So she used her wit to express her disdain. For she knew the right, carefully selected words, could bring the deepest sting of pain to the heart of any man. So Lexa stood in front of the wash basin, turning to give him a disapproving look, as she crossed her arms, folding them over her chest, she shook her head slightly and said "Bengiman.., do you know the difference between you and Charles?"
"I'm better looking and I have a bigger dick!" Bengiman laughed as he stepped closer to Lexa, who took two steps back away from him.
"Oh Bengiman.., so vain, so vulgar." she sighed then continued "The difference between you two is simple.., Charles worships the ground I walk on.., and you.., you treat me like the dirt beneath my feet." Lexa said readying the next sling of arrows of her words when she said "And now I know why you like to put a woman up on a pedestal."
"Oh? And why is that?" Bengiman asked, coming closer, very near to her mouth and face, as if he were about to steal a kiss away.
"Because Bengiman.., you just enjoy watching the look on their face when you kick the pedestal out from underneath them, that is what you enjoy most of all, you think this gives you some sort of power, and it makes me sick." Lexa said not moving an inch, only staring in his eyes with contempt, then she saw the look of recognition and understanding of the truth in his dark eyes. Yet, Lexa still had one more poisonous dart to shoot in his heart "My grandmother always warned us girls to be careful of a man like you.., 'for they will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down'. She would always warn us." here Bengiman stood in silence, he could not say anything, because he knew she was right. Lexa knew she had his heart in the palm of her hand, as he backed away from her, averting his gaze, and then she said "Yeah, that's right, Bengiman, you don't know anything about women at all! And what you DON'T know about love.., could fill a warehouse..," Lexa said giving a wicked smile asking him in a seductive voice "So.., do you still want me to suck your dick now?" she laughed as an icy wave of deep humiliation and embarrassment crashed through his body, whose every fiber, of which, was as tense as wires. He turned to leave and she shouted "That's right Bengiman, just walk away! Bring me some more Champagne!"
"What is going on in here?" Charles said as he suddenly, unexpectedly opened the door, wondering where the two of them had disappeared to.
"Charles!" Lexa exclaimed "I am so happy to see you." she said going over to him, taking Charles by the hand, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Bengiman? Are you giving my woman a hard time?"
"Well, I was trying to!" Bengiman laughed, then made up the excuse of being drink and walking into the wrong bathroom. Charles believed his lie, for he thought there was no way in hell a class act, lady like Lexa would be interested in such a poorly educated, vile, alcoholic of a man. But our dear, ignorant Charles had no idea about Lexa's affinity for evil and wicked men. Bengiman exited, leaving a drunken Lexa with the handsome Charles, so she gave him a sly, devilish smile as she locked the door, unzipped his pants and got down on her knees, and it was not to pray.
As for Leah's sister, Lexa, she was having a more vexing time at the soiree, for Bengiman kept trying to get her to sneak off with him at the party, but Lexa had grown tired of the British bastard, she did not want to be with him anymore, in secret or otherwise. So, rather than deal with the situation head on, Lexa kept guzzling down bottle, after bottle, of the cold, sweet and smooth Pierre Jouet. Due to her lack of food consumption, Lexa became inebriated rapidly, taking out her troubles on the dance floor with Charles in an erotic tango or two, or more. Then, hours later, after Xation and Leah were wisked away off to their honeymoon destination, Paris in Springtime, as the party began to wind down, Lexa excused herself from the head table, as she went down the long hall to the powder room, Bengiman noticed this as he stood at the bar ordering another glass of Grey Goose on ice. So the 'Best Man' sauntered off after the 'Maid of Honor', for, dressed in his finest tuxedo and in his alcohol fueled brain, Bengiman was starting to feel alot like James Bond, but our drunken Bengiman was more like Trouble07, than 007. No matter, Bengiman was very aroused by Lexa and her dancing, and he was left wanting to sip some of her honey, 'the nectar of the gods'. Though when he went into the ladies room after her, Lexa became enraged. Though she did not raise her voice to Bengiman, nor did she call him any vulgar names, no, she was smarter than that. So she used her wit to express her disdain. For she knew the right, carefully selected words, could bring the deepest sting of pain to the heart of any man. So Lexa stood in front of the wash basin, turning to give him a disapproving look, as she crossed her arms, folding them over her chest, she shook her head slightly and said "Bengiman.., do you know the difference between you and Charles?"
"I'm better looking and I have a bigger dick!" Bengiman laughed as he stepped closer to Lexa, who took two steps back away from him.
"Oh Bengiman.., so vain, so vulgar." she sighed then continued "The difference between you two is simple.., Charles worships the ground I walk on.., and you.., you treat me like the dirt beneath my feet." Lexa said readying the next sling of arrows of her words when she said "And now I know why you like to put a woman up on a pedestal."
"Oh? And why is that?" Bengiman asked, coming closer, very near to her mouth and face, as if he were about to steal a kiss away.
"Because Bengiman.., you just enjoy watching the look on their face when you kick the pedestal out from underneath them, that is what you enjoy most of all, you think this gives you some sort of power, and it makes me sick." Lexa said not moving an inch, only staring in his eyes with contempt, then she saw the look of recognition and understanding of the truth in his dark eyes. Yet, Lexa still had one more poisonous dart to shoot in his heart "My grandmother always warned us girls to be careful of a man like you.., 'for they will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down'. She would always warn us." here Bengiman stood in silence, he could not say anything, because he knew she was right. Lexa knew she had his heart in the palm of her hand, as he backed away from her, averting his gaze, and then she said "Yeah, that's right, Bengiman, you don't know anything about women at all! And what you DON'T know about love.., could fill a warehouse..," Lexa said giving a wicked smile asking him in a seductive voice "So.., do you still want me to suck your dick now?" she laughed as an icy wave of deep humiliation and embarrassment crashed through his body, whose every fiber, of which, was as tense as wires. He turned to leave and she shouted "That's right Bengiman, just walk away! Bring me some more Champagne!"
"What is going on in here?" Charles said as he suddenly, unexpectedly opened the door, wondering where the two of them had disappeared to.
"Charles!" Lexa exclaimed "I am so happy to see you." she said going over to him, taking Charles by the hand, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Bengiman? Are you giving my woman a hard time?"
"Well, I was trying to!" Bengiman laughed, then made up the excuse of being drink and walking into the wrong bathroom. Charles believed his lie, for he thought there was no way in hell a class act, lady like Lexa would be interested in such a poorly educated, vile, alcoholic of a man. But our dear, ignorant Charles had no idea about Lexa's affinity for evil and wicked men. Bengiman exited, leaving a drunken Lexa with the handsome Charles, so she gave him a sly, devilish smile as she locked the door, unzipped his pants and got down on her knees, and it was not to pray.
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