I'm really hoping this isn't gonna fuck up our friendship. I've really been thankful for our friendship over the years. I really don't wanna lose you,... I replied."And you are not gonna break his heart? He's had his heart broken a few times before. I don't need that happening," Jeanette said.Then I gave her a big hug."I promise, I love him and he loves me. Simple as that, and you'll have a brother or sister finally," I replied."OK I guess, but I'm still pissed off Callie, I mean he's my dad. Not. They arrived at 1000 on the nose. I took them to one of the meeting rooms along with my portable office and the papers I had brought.“Louis, President Bisset, do the names Fatin Bashir or Butros Tayfur mean anything to either of you?’’ I asked.“No, should they?” Louis asked as President Bisset was shaking his head.This was going to be a lot harder than I thought.“Fatin Bashir is the brother of Major General Adeem Mohamed Bashir who was promoted to commander of the Iranian Republican Guard. When he did say anything, it was nearly all about his job in insurance. Pretty boring stuff, to be honest. So when I had finished my drink, thanked him, and went out to the smoking area for a cigarette. I really needed one!Back inside the club, it was still busy but had emptied out a little, so once again I looked around for any prospects. Nothing! I told my self one more drink and then I would be on my way home.Fighting my way to the bar, I managed to order another vodka and then found a stool. "I guess so," she agreed, taking my hand again as we walked up to the school door.Our kiss and our arrival were both greeted with whistles and cat-calls. We both blushed, but said nothing. I was proud to be seen with her, and she must have been proud to be seen with me, since she was willing to walk around with my cum stains on her.The day was a bit chaotic. It seemed like half the girls and some of the guys in my classes wound up naked somewhere along the line, somehow. I never knew tits and.