" Sounds good to me," I followed her upstairs to the bedrooms and she pointed the way and told me I could change in his room. I thanked her and then ...ound a bathing suit that I liked. After dressing I noticed a baggy of pills on the shelf in the closet. I opened the bag and was pleased to see that they were ecstasy pills and from the design on the face of the pill a rather potent one. A twisted plan began forming in my head. I tried to rationalize, but my tipsy mind was already thinking. Okay?" What?"Kalisha left, chuckling as she waddled.* * *On Monday morning, it was time to up the beautiful clothing away.Kalishia was dressing as a maid, after all, and she had a plain grayuniform to wear. No, it wasn't a sex outfit like they sell in the partystores. It was functional and plain.First though, she had to get ready. She shaved her legs, although allAfrican women did not. She held up her panties -- my god, you could makea parachute from those bloomers, she thought. She giggled.. ‘I left it at home,’ I said, sitting on the edge of one of the couches, my legs spread apart slightly, ‘but I really want to see this concert,’ I continued, stroking the inside of my legs slightly. ‘We’ll see about that, now spread you’re little slutty legs,’ he said, leaning on the couch, positioning his head between my legs, ‘look at that, you are already wet.’ He pulled away my panties, and licked my cunt in small flicks. I moaned out load, only for him to chuckle. He stuck his tongue inside. They, he concluded, had no respect for wealth and power. In that he was right. My next drink was half consumed when the phone rang again. I answered it. ‘Mister Walsh?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘My name is Naomi Fairchild. You were speaking just now to my brother.’ ‘True.’ I wasn’t going to extend the hand of friendship until I knew what this was all about. ‘I wonder if I might come and see you, there’s something that I need to discuss with you.’ ‘Naomi, are you ringing on his behalf?’ ‘No, if he knew that I was.