Vegas baby-doll

James sat between Jill's mother and his new fiancé Otis on the airplane. He leaned over Otis to get a better look out the window and say that they were landing in the Las Vegas airport.
Otis gave his new fiancée a long kiss when she leaned over to the window.
"Just think baby, so you'll be Mrs. Otis Crawford." He said smiling down at James.
"Ah can't wait." James said lovingly in Jill's southern accent, but deep down was gagging.
"There is no way I am going to marry this redneck." James thought bitterly. He had tried desperately to get Otis to take him to California first so James could get the medallion and get away from him, but he had already bought the Vegas tickets for Jill and her mother, hoping that Jill would say yes.
James was both grateful and mortified that Jill's mother was along. Otis kept his hands to himself, at least somewhat more, when she was around, but now James also had to deal with her advice about pleasing a husband. What a wife is expected to do: cook his meals, clean up after him, like the things he likes and then how she should please him sexually on there wedding night.
James stood as the passengers started exiting the plane. He caught a number of men staring at the cleavage that showed from the tight red halter-top that barely covered Jill's large breasts and at the tight black mini skirt that showed off her legs and ass.
"God I am going to be so happy to be back into my own body and wear clothes that don't put me on display for the world to see. This probably wouldn't be so bad, if Jill had any clothes that were a little more conservative."
James planned to wait till they got to there hotel room, then he would make an excuse to go down to the gift shop or something, then he would head down to the bus station and buy a ticket to San Diego. He would be long gone before either Otis or Jill's mother knew what was happening. "I'll call them when I get there, tell them I got cold feet or something, then change back to my old self and forget this ever happened." James thought as they exited the plane.
A man in a black suit stood in the terminal holding a sign that read 'Crawford party'. James watched in surprise as Otis went up to him and soon they were all following him to a limousine parked out front.
"What's this all about?" James said climbing in the back of the limo with Otis and Jill's mother, who both shared a knowing smile with one another.
"Well baby, I know how you wanted to get married as soon as possible, so with the help of your momma, I made all the arrangements. We are on are way to the chapel now to get married, all nice and legal like and then we can go up to the hotel where the honeymoon sweet is waiting for us."
"Isn't it wonderful baby-doll?" Jill's mother said. "In under thirty minutes you'll be Jill Crawford."
James mouth feel open and he felt his chest tighten. He looked at the two people staring at him expectantly and smiled, even thought he was screaming in side. He managed to simply say "Ah'm really getting married." He then looked out of the window and wished for some way to escape.