They both sat sipping wine as Manda said it will relax you. The time wound on and at just before two the doorbell rang, Manda went off to answer it. W...en she came back I nearly fell off my chair, in rolled Des, a 6ft 2 muscled black man. The next few minutes I sat bolt upright in shock, Tiff walked to him, swaying her ass in an exaggerated way. They kissed passionately for two minutes. Manda coughed and said come on you two get a bloody room! Oh you already have! to much laughter. They sat. " Great. Can you start tomorrow?" Well, sure!" Now, getting back to your parents concerns, I assume it has to do with the young man I saw you with at the grocery store." I guess. They don't like him." And why is that?" I asked, as I stood up, walking behind her chair."They don't think he's right for me." Again, why?" He's not good enough! As my dad says, he works with his hands, not his brain. Plus, they think he's gonna corrupt me." And is he?" I asked. "Please be honest. Anything we do or. "Fancy a beer?" I asked."Sure," she said.It was almost too easy for she downed the beer I poured for her and then she headed for the shower. She returned bubbling with energy, dressed in just a thin dressing gown. The Zed I gave her was working well and I knew whatever I did now she would never remember tomorrow morning."Shit, sis," I said. "You look fucking sexy." Shame on you, brother," she giggled.I caught up with her and pulled her dressing gown cord free. She was beautiful, naked. . Something familiar, but again... unfamiliar. It was quickly gone. What was it, anyway? Suddenly, Lisa found that whatever it was, it must be unimportant.Harry's lips were now dead on again. They were both at the same level again. His lips were still moving.The coolness could be felt even more now. Not just Lisa's nipples, but it was like a breeze was coming up her dress. Was there an A/C duct under the table? That would be a rather poor place to put such a thing. Heating vents, maybe. But air.