Tess still wore her two piece bathing suit—yes, the bra top was on, covering those huge honeys. But they did indeed glisten from a mild film of per...piration and tanning oil. My disappointment at not seeing a pair of bared beauties—naked titties—must have registered. Tess laughed, “Oh baby, don’t worry, I haven’t changed my mind.” “I need a fresh drink,” she said, standing up. I noticed Tess staggered a bit and it occurred to me that she had been drinking throughout the afternoon. . She was absolutely beautiful in a black and red bra, matching bikini briefs and garter belt and black nylons. “How do you like it?” she asked. “I’m speechless!” I replied. “You look grand,” I said. “I hope so, I haven’t bought floozie clothes for many years.” she stated. She moved closer and I felt her skin and embraced her as we kissed and I inhaled the scent of her perfume. She started to unbutton my shirt and rubbed my chest. I then sat on a chair so I could take in the sight and. I love you so much. You’re my sister. Please call me when you can. We need to talk.”I sniffed and shook my head, hanging up. This was going to take a lot more than words. I didn’t know if my relationship with Chloe could ever be repaired. Something told me the scars from this would last a lifetime.Walking back into the bedroom, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Patrick sprawled out and fast asleep like a little kid, Rufus curled up on his chest. It was strange getting used to his. The wink she proffered practically melted me.“So, what should I do?” I asked. “I mean, I know I’m not a stud, but this kind of hurts my man-pride.”Angie smiled.“Well,” she replied, still holding on to my forearm, “if you want to come over for a bit, we can talk about it in a more private place rather than out here where everyone can see us.”Angie and I became better acquainted with each other that day, and our friendship blossomed in the most unexpected of ways, and when I say that we became.