”“I don’t want to do that,” she interrupted.“The other solutions are WAY more difficult.”“But I can’t forget the things you talked to ...e about!”“Then it gets much more complicated. Will your parents let you date me?”“Probably not, because my dad would ask what church you went to, even though you know the Scriptures really well, and probably better than some of the pastors at church!”“I’m not signing up for that fight,” I replied. “And you know I’m not going to change churches.”“But you want ME. ..” The only thing it seemed to relate to was ‘being sent down’, or maybe coming down with an illness. As I recall, the conversations though were part of the usual banter at work about relationships or nights out or whatever. I couldn’t make the connection, and once foolishly asked “were you ill?”, off guard and not realising the sexual context of the conversation. Fortunately everyone laughed as if I’d made a joke, though I couldn’t see what was funny. It did suggest though what they might. She winks at me and adjusts her legs, giving me a nice show of her white panties while she does it.I motion over Teresa and tell her to bring the Oriental babe another of whatever she's drinking.The bartender brings the Asian girl her fresh drink and motions my way. She raises her drink and gives me a hot look that could melt asbestos.I get up and head over. Hell, worst I can do is get shot down in flames. With this babe, the fall would be worth it.But she smiles and turns to greet me. Her. We need to get you new clothes too. First lets find something for you to wear for your first shopping trip."He started to strip in front of his smirking giggling sister. He was buck naked and slipped on the panties his sister busted out laughing at him. As she kept laughing, he was getting angry. He tensed up and balled his fists. He screamed, "Stop laughing at me!"He got a hard slap across his face. That really made him angry. His face got red and he felt a chilling coldness. He said icily,.