"Of course. No sense in wasting money every month on something youcan't use," Ollie answered. "But I'm gonna need you around when I do,just in case ...hey ask me for something I don't know the answer to." Sure," I agreed. "Hell, might as well do it right now."Nodding, my friend reached for his phone. "Okay, let me just find theirnumber."**********************************************************************************************Chapter 27"Hey!" Ollie called out, followed by the sound of him. Now as bad as it sounds,the first thing i do if i`m left alone with a ladies property and especially her dirty laundry is check for smelly panties/tights this usually results in a furious wank while sniffing them then at the last second taking a deep sniff then lowering them in front of my cock and me shooting a thick wad of my love juice into the ladies panties gusset and rubbing my cum into them,then placing them back into the laundry with no one none the wiser, in the past i have kept a few. I don't think that at all. I don't know what happened, Astrid, except ... I'm excited about being with you. I do want that second date ... and the third ... and the fourth," I said, uncertain of what to expect from her."If you keep treating me the way you have ... you can have all the dates you want. No limits," she giggled.We were quiet for a while and then, I couldn't resist. "What was the first lesson?" Oh. That. Uhmmm ... let's see ... we'll call it Introduction to Intercourse, 101," she. She watched quietly as he poured an inch of emerald liquor into each of two heavy crystal goblets. The liquid seemed to glow and sparkle through the many angled facets of glass. She grew more curious when he balanced a long, slotted spoon across the top of one of the glasses, then lifted a single cube of sugar from a small porcelain bowl, centering it on the spoon. After preparing the second glass in exactly the same way, he placed it beneath the narrow spigot of a silver tureen which stood.