"Agatha held the boy steady to prevent him from sliding on her apron asHilda slotted his panties over his feet and threaded them up his legs.They were...in white silk, with little frills of white chiffon at each leg.His blouse was presented next, on its padded hanger, for everyone to see.Jodie sprang to his feet in a surge of emotion and stood in the middle,his glossy black hair perfectly shaped into a rounded style, his quiffdrooping sweetly over his left eye."I chose your blouse for you,. I reach for the front of her trousers, undo the button at her waist and then slowly pull down the zip. Her garment peels away to eah side, revealing a really feminine – though skimpy – pair of Brazilian-style panties in an elaborate pattern of red lace. I admire them as I tug the trousers down her legs and help her to step out of them; I hand them to you, and wordlessly you hold them.The contrast of the bright red panties on the black girl’s rich ebony skin is amazingly erotic – I understand. I shrugged 'ok' & looked over at Stevie who'd removed his face from his mam's chest & he was all red & he'd got tears in his eyes.I went over to him,said a mumbled,embarrassed 'sorryaboutyamam' to Sue,Mrs.Cox,as me mam insisted I call her,& then patted Stevie on the back," You alright,mate? You'll be ok at ours,we get to share me bed".Jeez,what a lame thing to say...I mean,he'd just found out his nan was dead & here I am saying crap all.But Stevie sniffed & rubbed his eyes & looked at me with. " I don't want you to," I said. "That history ... the good parts of it ...that's what's going to let us to be such great friends. I know it."But I didn't know it. I hoped it. If I was going to be stuck as Alana, Ihad to have Mark in my life, but I didn't know if he'd want to be part ofmine. He let out a big sigh, and then finally said something."Ok... friend ... see any good movies lately?"I chuckled a bit at his attempt to break the friend ice, especially himawkwardly addressing me as.