Make friends. All things she wasincapable of before I intervened. You should be happy for her."I wanted to be of course. But I could only think of mys...elf right now."Well I still want to see her. I want her to tell me that. And shedeserves to know about the baby." Why?" he asks suspiciously."It's her baby!" It's not her baby. It's Kevin Moore's. I'm sure she'll be asdisinterested in it as she would be in seeing you."That stung. Now that she was a woman would any feelings she had for mejust. Stimulation."Hi Cutie! Would you like some company?"I looked up. This time, my smile was warm and genuine."Hi Chantal! I would love some."I turned to Ritchie. He read my mind, instantly producing a third flute. I poured my new friend the last of the Taittinger, then proposed a toast."To... new beginnings," I murmured."Here, here," she responded, clinking her glass softly against mine, then taking a sip."Oh my! You have excellent taste... " Chantal exclaimed.She glanced at the sinfully-expensive. “Well Josh. Her name is Nelly. She’s 5’2. I’ll say she weights around 120/130. She’s black and very stack,” implied Shawn with a smile.“How stack my friend?” Asked a curious Josh.“I overheard the boss’s husband talking about her breast size to a co-worker. I believe a 40DDD cup. And he mentions that she has an ass bigger then J-Lo’s. The smile on his face confirmed that. So you know I have to tap that ass,” said an eager Shawn.“God man. I’m hard just thinking about her,” said Josh, rubbing his. Then I used them to wipe some of the wetness of her cumming from her legs and again smelt the now damp panties.“ Can I keep these” I asked her. “Please say yes,…. but only if I never wash them.” I stroked her raised leg. “Say it”.“You can have them” she said.“But only if?” I prompted.“If you never wash them”I smiled again “Deal……..I will never wash them, so your cum will be always on them when I hold them…I will always have the smell of your sex….Thankyou”. With that I tossed them to one side.