”“Let’s stop thinking,” I said. “Let’s just go hour by hour.”“That’s a deal,” he said. “Let’s shake hands to that.”After we ...hook hands and laughed, I got up and put another log in the stove. Tristan smiled at me when I came back to the table. We both took a deep breath, looking at each other without speaking.“I could go for another story,” he said, “that is if you don’t mind reading to me.”“Really, I’m flattered you want to hear another story or do you just want to get turned on.” I. I guess Joe did too because he didn’t look too happy. Probably because he only had three girlfriends. Or maybe two by then.Joe spat out, “Four?”Mel went on like she hadn’t noticed. “The only reason I’m here tonight is because Mike, a.k.a. Mister Tuesday and Friday, bugged out when I said I was bored and wanted to try something wilder, and took off to see some other girl. He didn’t even invite me, so I was left high and dry. Or not so dry, I guess... ” She raised an eyebrow like we were supposed. Hair up in a bun, light makeup and slightly rosy cheeks on her very nice compleciton and appears to be mid 40's in age. I ask if she lives in the complex and note that I have not seen her around before handing over her panties. They are yellow and lightly laced. they look like the butt hugger kind and I start thinking about what they look like on her bbw ass and hips. I say, "not terribly embarriasing for someone with a figure like you" She, smiles and takes her panties back. Then she says "i. Looks like your eatin' habits are as sloppy as they ever were." He squinted further and pointed one fat finger at her top. "Wait a second. What is that? That looks like a, uh, cum stain, Lowry. I guess your eatin' habits HAVE changed."Giselle felt her face flush as she pulled her lapel out and noticed a dry blot on the fabric. "Oh God, it's not what it looks like. I mean, I guess it is, but, um..."The Superintendent muffled a belly laugh. "Don't even try to explain that. That ain't what I'm.