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The rest of the week was pretty ordinary for someone planning their wedding. Tiffany had taken the week off to help me so she was a fairly constant companion every day. We confirmed the floral arrangements, the catering for the reception, the wedding cake, the DJ. We picked up my wedding dress and made sure all the fitting changes were done. We went out shopping a couple days. Tanner had given me a budget of two thousand dollars to buy whatever I thought I'd need for our honeymoon and Tiffany helped me pick out the rest of my trousseau and any other items I'd need for the trip. I needed some nice dresses for dining out each night, more lingerie, and since I was unsure if I could actually wear either of Taylor's two swimsuits, I needed a couple more modest ones.

Each evening, I spent some time with Tanner and he was the perfect gentleman. Never once did he pressure me for sex again, content to wait the few remaining days until we were wed. I'd shown him the gifts I'd received from each of my girlfriends. He'd laughed at some of them, but I noticed his cock got hard when I modeled some of the items for him. Even that didn't cause him to pressure me for sex. It didn't stop me from spending some delicious hours in his arms kissing him. He really was a fantastic kisser. I melted to feel his lips on mine, his tongue searching my mouth. I was usually panting when we finished and he went home. Most evenings after he left, I would masturbate furiously until I orgasmed, thinking of his fingers or penis replacing mine in my vagina. One night I even tried out Tiffany's gift again, leaving it on until the battery expired. I climaxed so many times before it died, I lost count. It really was a fantastic little gift. I would have to ensure I brought it with me to see if it worked to satisfy both Tanner and me.

Thursday night was our rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner. Yvonne picked Mom and Dad up at the airport, checked them into their hotel and brought them to the rehearsal, because I was still engaged in some last minute arrangements. I greeted them enthusiastically when I saw them. They had met Tanner a couple times previously and they seemed to get along well together, Tanner entrancing them as he did everyone else. I took the time to introduce them to Geoff and the three groomsmen. They'd arrived late last night or earlier this morning. They knew Tiffany well from when I was in high school and had met my other three bridesmaids while we all lived together during college, so it was a bit of old home week for them.

After about a half hour, the minister got us organized. He pointed out where all the major guests would be seated. Brides guests on the left, grooms on the right. He talked about which people would be escorting which guests. We covered the music and the order of the service. He indicated the pace people should walk down the aisle. Made sure my dad would be on my left side as he brought me down the aisle. It took about an hour for him to cover anything. Tanner gave him the money for his services, the organist, and use of the church and he told us he expected to see the women around 12:30 and the rest of the wedding party could start showing up around one o'clock on Saturday afternoon. The ceremony would start as close to two as we could make it.

For the Rehearsal Dinner, Tanner's parents took us to a place called Staplehouse, one of Atlanta's finest restaurants. Chef Ryan Smith was a master of the tasting menu, usually offering some spectacular vegetable offerings. A recent one was a mingling of cabbage, green garlic and home smoked, dried salmon flakes. The tasting menu put a lot of his different vegetable creations together so you could taste them all, and they didn't weigh you down. Another nice part of their business was a lot of the after tax profits went to a charity; Giving Kitchen. The food was spectacular and everyone had a great time. Tanner sat on my right side, with his parents beside him and my parents on my other side. It had been a couple months since I'd seen them so we had a few things to catch up on. When we parted for the night, I told my parents I'd spend time with them during the day tomorrow, but I had some things to do with my bridesmaids tomorrow night.

I dropped them off at their hotel around 10:30 and went home. Two more nights and I would be Mrs. Tanner Mason. I was excited and it took some time before I finally fell asleep as I considered all it entailed; newly joined and never to be set asunder. To finally know what it was to share my body with another. Sleep may have taken it's own sweet time claiming me, but I slept soundly with pleasant dreams.

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I met Mom and Dad for breakfast the next morning. I took them to the Sun Dial Restaurant at the top of the Westin Peachtree Plaza Hotel. The Sun Dial is famed for revolving around so you could see the entire city without moving from your table. It's the fifth tallest building in Atlanta and you could see Stone Mountain on a clear day. While we caught up on things, I would point out things as the restaurant turned; Tiffany's condo, the building where Tanner worked, CNN headquarters, the general location of the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library.

"What are you going to do with your girlfriends tonight, honey?" Mom asked, while she rested her hand on mine, patting it.

"They're going to talk to me about what to expect on my wedding night," I admitted. "I'm a little nervous about it. I want it to be perfect."

"You and Tanner haven't...." Dad's voice trailed off as he realized what he was asking.

"No, Daddy, we haven't. I still remember what you told me when you and Mom gave me 'the talk.' How beautiful and special it would be if I waited for the one I truly loved and wanted to marry. Momma always told me she wished she hadn't been so eager to find out what sex was all about and having me as an unwed mother. How much she regretted you were not her first. I wanted Tanner to be my first and I wanted it to be on my wedding night."

"You could have talked to us about it instead," Mom said.

"Do you know how difficult it is to talk about sex with your parents? Did you talk to your parents about sex?"

"Not enough, apparently," Mom smiled, "which is why I had you."

"I'm surprised you waited, darling," Dad said. "Most young people don't."

"What you told me made an impression on me, Daddy. What you both told me did. It's been hard sticking to my ideals, especially the last six months. Tanner has been frustrated waiting and heaven knows I've been dying to finally know what it's like to share myself with the one I love. The hormones have been raging a number of times and it was with the utmost difficulty I was able to stop in time. Knowing I'm with the man I love and having to stop has been real hard."

"How experienced is Tanner?"

"He's been around the block a few times," I admitted. "At least one of us will know what the heck we're doing."

"The first time might be a little more difficult for you, Brooke," Mom said, "and it might not be as magical as you imagined. I suppose it will depend on Tanner; how eager he'll be, how gentle, and how willing he is to prepare you. That's not to say it won't be wonderful, but sometimes there's pain the first time. It will become easier and better each time afterward. By the end of the honeymoon, you'll probably feel like a pro, but the first time might be hard."

"Hence the talk with my girlfriends. I'm going to try to take advantage of their experience. It will be easier talking to them than talking to you, but I still want to know what to expect."

"Okay. We understand. It's good to have someone to talk to," Dad said.

"What's Tanner doing today?" Mom asked.

"Well, his best man lives here in Atlanta and works with Tanner, but the other three groomsman all live out of town and just got in Wednesday night or yesterday. Tanner is spending the day catching up with them. I believe he met them all in college, but they all live in different parts of the country. I'm meeting Tiffany and the girls tonight after six and I'm going to spend the night at Tiffany's with Taylor and Yvonne. We have to leave for the hairdresser's tomorrow morning at 7:00 so they can get us all in. Mom, we've arranged to have your hair done at the hotel. They have a salon on site. Your appointment is at 9:30. Dad, your tux will be delivered at eleven and a limo will come pick you both up at 12:30. They'll have you at the church by one. We'll have a few minutes to speak again before I have to get ready."