Talking with Pam

By the time you arrived at Sharice's house, the novelty of the situation you found yourself in had to make you laugh. A few hours earlier, after showering and barely managing to resist taking Moesha again, you had looked at your phone and saw that Pam had sent you a text. She had settled in with her sister Marsha for the past week and was enjoying time with her niece, Rebecca, who had been visiting home from college. You had always liked Rebecca and she practically adored you, the two of you had spent a lot of time when she was younger playing at the family cabin during summer trips and often shared a fondness for talking smack about who was better: the Georgia Bulldogs or the Florida Gators. The inside joke among the family was that you had gone to neither school and she was obviously too young to go there either. Still, it was telling that she had chosen to go to neither school, favoring the University of Alabama.

Taking some time to let Moesha rest, you settled on the couch and sent Pam a reply, figuring she would probably not...

P: Hey, sorry for the early text there, forgot the timezone change!

D: Not a problem. How you doing?

P: Mostly settling in, kinda weird having people offer condolences and all. Better that they think you're dead than know the truth, I suppose?

D: True that...

You smiled as over the next few minutes, you told Pam about your adventures, discovering Monica's penchant for being really starved for physical closeness and desired intimacy (Pam snickered, telling you "I told you!") You also told her about Moesha and Janet, not hiding anything from her. It was weird to explain to other people why you often did that but you and Pam had a very healthy, strong, and sometimes downright scary relationship where the two of you shared pretty much everything. She knew about your desire, now, about fucking and breeding the women who now were in your life. You knew that she found it incredibly sexy that you had broken out of your shell.

P: So, are you mostly into black women now?

D: Never thought about it but my preference has definitely changed. Been noticing more or less being into women with big tits and ass...

You sent Pam pics of Moesha and Janet and even about Sharice, the woman your grandmother wanted you to conquer next.

P: Damn, honey, I mean come on, with these women, no wonder you're going to be studded...

D: Oh yeah? What about you?

P: Not now, honey. But let me send you something...

There was a pause before she sent a pic.

P: Think you can find it in you to comfort your niece?

D: ...yeah, I think I can manage...but why Rebecca? Thought she was going out with that David guy...

P: Another time, honey. Just put that in the back of your mind. She's a journalism major and she's looking at basketball recruiting. Figured you two can help each other out?

You smiled and snapped a profile pic and sent it to Pam.

D: Send this to her, say I'm interested in talking with her if she wants. No promises, though. Can't imagine how Marsha would take it if I started to hit on her daughter...

Pam sent another pic to you...

P: Something tells me that she wouldn't mind, either...