Two of Laura's bridesmaids were her friends from college, two were friends from her job, and her maid of honor was her sister. They all had one thing in common, though, as they stood there in their purple dresses holding bouquets -- they thought David was an idiot meathead jock who wasn't good enough for Laura.
Still, the maid of honor Shannon found herself thinking, he <u>is</u> handsome, I have to admit.
Jacquelyn, who was Laura's roommate freshman year, thought, Hmm, he does look good in that tuxedo.
Laura's co-worker Marie, who'd thrown the party where Laura and David had met -- David was a friend of a friend or something like that -- suddenly thought about Laura recently confessing to her that David's cock was amazing. I wouldn't mind seeing the whole package.
Her department head Rachel and her sorority sister Tasha were having similar sudden thoughts of lust toward David.
Of course, none of the five had any idea that these thoughts were being planted in their heads by the nondescript man sitting in the sixth row of pews next to David's great-aunt Esther.
And then the five had another thought pop into their heads, simultaneously.