“Hey. You might want to rethink your underwear.” “Now what?!” She faced him. “Your blue striped panties are really noticeabl...e when you’re walking.” “Are you serious?!” “You tell me: Did I get the right color?” “Yeah. You did.” “Wear a pair with your name on the ass and everyone will remember you.” “Dork!” She smiled at him. “Do you always look up women’s dresses?” “Of course. It’s a great hobby.” Mark laughed. Michelle. " Mina." Okay, Mina. I did this because I know you wanted this. And to be honest,I imagined you would be very pretty." Thanks," Mina replied, now blushing deeper than the blush she alreadywore."So...you don't mind the way I look right now?" Mina asked, nervouslylooking down and wringing her hands."No, of course not. Actually, I thought it would be fun to actually havea boyfriend who I could go shopping without him wandering offdisinterested." So, does that mean..." Yeah, this was my way of. .John, my friend, they will be willing to try the most depraved, disgusting sexual acts. Because there aren't any consequences!"You told him you needed to think about it, but when you returned to your apartment and looked around, you knew you'd accept his offer.So far you've worked in in a realty firm, an accounts department of a factory that made car parts and a governement archives department. Mike was right about the pay, but you've not yet plucked up the courage to flirt with anyone. Mike. He sat down quickly on the bed, covering his hardness and bowing his head in shame. I felt pity for the shamed boy. I walked over and sat down beside him, hugging him tight against me. He started crying."P... please... don't... tell... Mom... please, don't..." the frightened boy whimpered pleadingly against my shoulder."I won't, Timmy... if you tell me why you were smelling my panties." My own voice trembled from the excitement of the boy's strange act."I... I'm sorry... honest... please don't.