You went straight to their room, didn't you?" After a drink. There was a party. I wasn't the only girl, you know?" I bet that was such a letdown for y...u, Clare. You never could stand competition." — are we doing this now, James, or do you want to eat first?" she asks. "You seem tetchy." I'm not hungry. Are you hungry?" Not particularly." So keep talking." Okay, I will. When Phil answered the door... He's Phil Quinberry, you know, the guy who managed all those bands in the eighties." She reels. But one day, my fashion obsession for underwear became sexual. It all started when I was 18. I had been curious about what other women's panties smelled like. One day when I was doing laundry, I noticed a stunning pair of panties that belonged to my mother. They were satin pink with a nylon lining. They had gold and diamond speckles all over the outside of them, which seemed to make them glisten under the light. Curious, I picked the panties up. . but Kine wouldn't leave.She knew that. Amanda didn't even have to ask. It wasn't that bitch Irene: that was too new to have any pull on him. No. It was Don.Amanda had seen it before, this side of her brother. Kine would not leave Don. Not now. He had even said so, a few days ago. He had found someone he respected, someone he trusted. Someone he could follow. He wasn't the type to abandon such a person so soon into service.But, what about HER?!? What about HER feelings? Mind you, her brother. Ah sweet bird of youth. When wife Sarah and I hadn,t been married long we liked to experiment a lot. One thing she excelled at was fellatio or “cock sucking” as she seemed to have a natural talent for it and a longer than normal tongue helped. She was often in the mood for six even on her period,but instead of my slipping my cock in her bloody cunt she instead took joy in sucking me off and some times climaxed just working on giving me a nice release. Because of my youth(was only twenty five.