                        
 
                             Chapter Five
                             
I got up late Sunday Morning. When I went out to get the paper about 
10:00 AM. There was a little wrapped box by my door. I picked it up. 
"Love, Amanda," was written on it in a beautiful handwriting. You 
know, the artistic type. My paper was now forgotten. I opened the box 
quickly. Inside were the thongs she was wearing yesterday. I quickly 
looked all around and hurriedly stuffed them back in the box. I darted 
back inside. I had them to my face instantly. Ohhh, her scent, pure 
heaven. I took deep breaths holding each as long as I could, exhaling 
and repeating the process. I hurried to the bathroom where I could get 
some relief and enjoy the scent of Amanda's aromatic thongs. I wanted 
to put the crotch in my mouth and eat out all of her dried jucies. I 
knew if I did her scent would be gone. I was unwilling to sacrifice 
hours of pleasurable scent for a few moments of fabulous taste. I 
stretched her thongs over my head with the crotch at my nose. I jacked 
off again with thoughts of Amanda and the things I fantasized she was 
doing to and with me. When I was spent I put on my hat, kept my head 
bowed and went after my paper. I looked out the window to assure no 
one was walking down the sidewalk. The way was clear so I retrieved 
it quickly. I left her panties in place while I read the inmportant 
parts of the paper. I did not know much of what I read. My thoughts
remained on Amanda. I closed my eyes and I could see her. My mind 
could even hear those musical giggles. The thought went through my 
mind that I had once thought she would giggle to much. If she giggled 
24/7, it would not be to much. She is all I wanted to think of. I 
could not wait to see her again. Why could we not be together today?  
I had nothing I wanted to do that compared to seeing Amanda. The 
things I use to do before she came into my life now seemed 
uninteresting and unimportant. In one day she had became my whole 
life. I could handle it no longer. I called her. After several rings 
I heard,"This is Amanda's voice mail. Please leave a message".

"Hey Amanda, you beautiful Goddess, I miss you terribly, please call 
me." I hung up the phone missing her even more. Wait. She had my card,
maybe she was in the mall. I removed the wonderful scent from my face 
and took a shower and all that stuff and headed to the mall with 
Amanda's thong in my pocket just in case I needed a fix. I saw her 
room mate as soon as I walked in the mall.

"Hi lisa, are you and Amanda shopping," I asked.

"No, well I am, Amanda went to the big city. She said she wanted to 
shop in their new mall." Hey I guess we both are, just different 
places," she laughted. "She is also meeting a friend there. She went 
to high school in St.John's you know."

I am sure my face portrayed my feelings. Nothing could have hurt more. 
My gorgeous Amanda in another town, meeting an old boy friend, and with
my credit card. I had a lump in my throat, and in my stomach. I was 
almost sick. I had known her a couple days at most, really only one. 

"Hey, it is a girl she is meeting! You are all she has talked about. 
Boy, she has cast her spell on you. You have my sympathy."

For the first time I noticed how pretty Lisa was. She said that so 
sweetly. No sarcasm, no flippancy. Really sweet. She gave me the 
impression that she was totally genuine too. I had problems putting 
genuine with Amanda sometimes, well a lot of the times. Now Lisa 
did not match Amanda anywhere, face, figure, nowhere. I am not having 
second thought about Amanda. Amanda is the kind of girl I went
looking for, and the kind I found. Besides, I doubt if Lisa would 
enter into an arrangement like I hopped to have with Amanda. I would 
certainly not aproach her with such a thing. Instead I said. 

"Hey Lisa, have you had lunch, I hate to eat alone. I am hungry and 
I am buying".

Lisa looked at me a few seconds. I smiled an ordinary smile.

"OK, but only because you are Amanda's friend and she has said a ton 
of good things about you and insisted what a perfect gentleman you 
are. Also I am hungry too!" She said with a smile.

Lisa is definently prettier than I first realized. She was not made 
up. Fixed up in a light sort of way but not a make up like I have 
seen Amanda. Yeah, their looks was closer than I thought but opposite 
poles. I have always thought people to be interesting. We all have 
two ears, two eyes, a nose, mouth, etc. but look so different. No 
other species have those differences.

We walked to the food court talking about my favorite subject. Lisa 
had met Amanda through a, share an apartment thing, on the school
message board. She had already posted for another roommate. It was 
going to be tough if they could not get one by next month. Their 
budget would not allow the extra money. She did not bad mouth Amanda,
but she was not happy with Amanda moving out so quickly. Lisa was so 
nice, like totally sweet. A one in a million young ladies. I felt all 
of this during our short walk to the food court. I found myself saying
that I was responsible for Amanda moving out. I would handle her share 
of the apartment. Lisa declined. We discussed it. I wanted no key, no 
other involvement. Hey Amanda was enough. Lisa laughted at that. Her 
eyes were so blue and so soft. She was pretty. I felt myself thinking, 
would I have made that offer to a homely girl, yeah, I think I would 
have if we talked that long and she was as sweet as Lisa. Lisa 
accepted the offer but only until they could get another roommate.  
I know if it had not been me that Amanda moved out to greener pastures 
for, it would have been some other guy.

I will have to ask her if she met any other men in this venture. Lisa 
was easy to talk with. Although I became increasingly attracted to her 
I refrained from hitting on her, even in a teasing manner. She was 
completely at ease with me by the time we fininshed eating. Lisa was 
a sweetheart. The kind of girl all guys think they want to marry.  
The kind I always thought I wanted to marry. I now know that is not 
true. Lisa is sweet to be around, sweet to talk with, she will become 
a good friend, I think/hope. She is not an Amanda. An Amanda is what I 
want. Like by the time we were ready to leave, Lisa had placed the 
trash the tray, picked it up and dumped it.  With Amanda I would dump
the tray or it would remain on the table with her cute little nose in 
the air, as she walked away visably displeased with my not dumping the 
trash.  Now I do not know Amanda that well yet, but I know her kind of 
personality and that is what I want. That is why I have (hope I have) 
Amanda.  

We found ourselves walking around together. I was not shopping. I came 
there looking for Amanda. Lisa could take one's mind off of any girl 
for awhile. Hey she had a very nice bod. Her ass was really nice. I was 
guessing her to be about 36-28-38. She was one of those girls that
looked like they might play a sport of some kind.  Probably softball
maybe soccer. Now she was not my type, but she was a pretty girl, and 
so sweet.

She looked at some things and I offered to buy her some things she 
looked at. She gave me very nice smiles but declined. We left after a 
few hours. Neither of us bought anything. I found myself thinking of 
Lisa on the drive home. I had never met anyone as sweet. If I had met 
Amanda under the same circumstances as I just met Lisa, Amanda would 
have had her school clothes by the time we parted! And by the time we 
parted, I would not have missed a couple hundred or so spent on Lisa.  
I just could not stop thinking how sweet she was. There was no, "big her
little me". She was the kind of girl you want for a daughter. I never 
had one, but if I had of had a daughter, I would have wanted her to be 
like Lisa.

I put my hand in my pocket when I got home. There was Amanda's thong.  
This was the first time I thought of it since meeting Lisa. I put it 
over my head with the crotch area at my mouth. I got the other pair 
panties and put them over my nose and inhaled. Instant memory. I loved 
Amanda's scent. I found my thoughts dreaming of future pleasures of 
wetness, wetness, and more wetness. I could almost feel her weight on 
my face. I stuck out my tongue but it touched nothing but a thong. I 
could not resist. I put the crotch and ass area of the thong in my 
mouth and began to force my saliva through it. Just like a washing 
machine my mouth cleaned her thong as I inhaled air filtered through 
her panties. Ahhhh, pleasant scent of Amanda.

My penis grew hard and I found relief. Even after that, I kept her 
thong in my mouth and continued to suck on it. I swallowed all of 
my saliva after it had been used for cleaning and had made several 
passes through the material. I removed itfrom my mouth and looked 
at it. The material was soaked, wrinkled, and clean. All the 
wonderful scent of Amanda had vanquished. I was really glad I had 
her scent on the panties. It was really thoughtful of her to give 
me one of each. I was missing her again.

I tried to watch something on tv. I could not concentrate. If only 
I could talk to her, see her, touch her, lick her beautiful pussy.  
Yes, even lick her ass. I missed Amanda. I put her thong back in my 
mouth. It had no taste of Amanda. I left it there anyway. I reached 
for her panties. I placed them over my face. I still had the scent 
of Amanda. With thoughts of my beasutiful Goddess I went to sleep, 
the thong still in my mouth. I awoke to the phone ringing. It was 
10:30 I had been asleep about an hour.

"Larry, I came by and there was no lights so I thought you were not
home. I was just calling to tell you to check by your front door.  
I left something for you. Something from ME for you."

"Hi Goddess, yeah, I found them this morning. I have enjoyed them all 
day. I am holding them to my face as we talk."

"No, Larry, I just left them there. Go down and get them now, they 
are in a bag by your door. I would not want a stranger to find them.  
They are for you."

"I will go down right now," I told her. I put on my robe and rushed 
downstairs.

I opened the door and picked up the bag. It was heavy, I expected 
another pair panties. I looked inside. There was a pair panties alright. 
There was also more than a cup of Amanda's pee. I reached in her piss 
and picked the panties up. I looked both ways then lowered my face to 
the bag and put them in my mouth. I sucked on them and had Amanda's 
piss in my mouth which I swallowed. A car pulled in my driveway. I 
quickly placed the bag inside my door.   
