Things with Julie were starting to fade away. I guess I kind of knew by then, that it was over with her, even though her actual letter came after Chri...tmas break...”God, what a fucked up time... I took a shuddering breath. “I was in a shit place, and I guess I took it out on Carmen.”“But you helped her, Matt,” Heather responded gently. “You probably saved her life.”“I don’t know about that.”“You said it was cold.”“It was pretty damn cold. But that’s the thing ... There were a few times. He reached into the drawer and felteverything. The panties, bras and pantyhose felt softer and more eroticthan anything he'd ever touched before.He wasn't really aware that he was breathing deeply, but he'd become soaroused it was quite natural. This served to take in more of the sweetsmell. He dreamily wondered how soft the clothes would feel on his body.He rummaged around the drawer and picked up a smooth pair of light bluesatin panties. They felt so soft and he felt a need rising inside. A. , Danielle (as I found out her name was) was very interested in my conversation and only left to go bathroom and to get more drinks which she insisted where on the house. 11pm came and went and I was beginning to enjoy myself, gradually though the club emptied, and my friend had left with the girl he was talking to. Me and Danielle kept talking and I was getting more and more tired. As I was getting more tired she was touching me more and getting more suggestive and flirty.I enjoyed this but. She was definitely forming a planand I feared I already knew what it was. I didn't like it one bit."I guess so, but it seems to be limited to swapping people and I don'twant to involve anyone else," I replied trying to get her to drop thematter."Well, I like this job. This is the best job I can get without goingto the strip club, which I am not willing to do. I want to keep it,"She rambled, seeming to avoid her point."Since this is your fucking fault ..." she started. "I want you tohelp me.