There was definitely some fresh sweaty clothes in this bag. I opened it and saw a full uniform wadded up in there. I pulled out the wad and underneath...was a pair of sweaty shoes with the socks stuffed inside. I took a big whif of the wad of clothes. I opened up the clothes and found the shorts, jersey, and what I was looking for: the panties. They were a turquoise thong. They were completely soaked. The crotch was fully saturated. I tasted it. The sweat was salty. I moved my nose to the string. She asked if I was sure I was ok with that and I told her I was. It was a gorgeous pussy, her lips were nice and puffy with her inner labia just sticking out, it was a great looking pussy and I couldn't wait to taste it, I made my way down and kissed her around her inner thighs an I could smell that pussy just calling me. When I finally gently licked her slit she inhaled and it seemed like she almost stopped breathing until I ran it back down there was the exhale and a moan, I gently licked her. When Saturday came, Marci was preparing herself for the date when Jamal arrived. Unlike when he asked her out, Jamal was dressed in his best ghetto thug look. He looked like he could be selling drugs on the street corner.When he saw Marci’s father he said “Yo, man. I’m here to take your daughter on a date.”When her father saw Jamal and how he was dressed he exploded. There was no way he would allow his daughter to leave with this nigger. He clearly was going to rape her. “Get the fuck out of. He could give it out, but he couldn't take it, no way could Swift stand up to torture..."I want Eve, I want my son,"He sobbed, "I want my mother.."Winter held him tightly, rocking him, trying to console him, to calm his hysteria.He took his face in his hands and wiped his eyes."Swift, listen to me...we knew this could happen one day." No, I didn't!"Swift sobbed, "I'm Swifty Black, I'm too good for this, they can't do this.." Listen to me."Said Winter, then he wiped his eyes again, kissed his.