Honestly, I don't mind the idea of going to the stars and having companions, I just want them to be friends who join in my travels because they like m..., and you never gave me a chance to be a friend."Chastity frowned for a moment, but then nodded. "You're right, I just jumped into your lap and started making out. I'm sorry." I am too." Just then we could hear voices in the hallway. Several of Chastity's friends had arrived and I decided it was time to retreat. I stood up and stepped toward the. I wasn't not interested in her explanation. I'm more interested in picking up twenty some years before. She's about to speak but I don't let her. I lean in and kiss her. She returns it with ferocity. She sighs again, wrapping an arm around me. I felt her tongue snake into my mouth. I was reacquainted with her flavor and it took me back. We kissed long and hard, the years rushing back to us. Finally she let out an exclamation and I wondered if she spilled her drink. She put a hand to my. “I thought l had to be best man, on account of how he hasn’t got any mates.”“It’s going to be a disaster,” Laura sobbed, “l should never have agreed to this stupid wedding.”“Well if you hadn’t got pregnant you wouldn’t have had to,” her mother said.“That’s fucking rich coming from you,” Laura screamed.“Shut up you two,” David intervened, “it’s not a problem, l’ll give you away…ha that sounds good doesn’t it, giving you away when l could make some money selling your cunt.”“You are a disgusting. She almost screamed until she realized that it was a black man dressed in a white Chef’s outfit.Recovering her senses, she called out, “Where’s Harry?”“The bum’s not here.”The reply had two effects on her. It bothered her that the man referred to Harry as a bum. The deep voice, reminiscent of a Barry White, took her breath away.Sounding more aggressive and threatening than intended, she answered, “Don’t call Harry a bum.”“Hmm, you must be Silvia. He said you would come to help cook,” replied.