Lust for younger men

"About your lust for younger men" Mr J tells Sara.

"So my reputation proceeds me, even to those I don't know" Sara replies her sexual preferences being rewritten almost instantly. "And you would be..." she trails off hoping he would pick up on the hint.

"I'm Mr J" he stakes her hand and kisses the back of it.

"Oh, aren't you a gentleman" she giggles.

"For a lady always. Sorry to change the subject but have you seen the groom. He must be 20 or 21, right" Mr J says.

"He's 19 actually" Sara licks her lips like a hungry lioness as she scans the crowd for him. Her eyes settled on the young man who was desperatly trying to hide his obivious erection.

"My daughter picked a good one" she eyed him hungrily. "Its a shame really he's perfect. Young, akward, and horny. Just the way I like them" she said regretfully.

"It really is a shame, we both know your daughter doesn't deserve him. That you would be far better for him than June could ever be" Mr J said.

"You know what, you're right. She doesn't deserve him, I do" she almost shouts. "You'll have to excuse me, that poor young man really needs to meet me" she sauntered to the groom like a lioness on the hunt.

"Oh dear, looks like we are going to need a new groom" Mr J says to himself. He looks around and finds the perfect speciman.