"You've never been very careful about what you watch on-line," she went on to say.I didn't know what to say about that. She was right about that. In f...ct, when it came to the technological side of things, I was pretty shockingly ill-adept! She, on the other hand, was much more savvy!"So, how long as this been going on?" I asked, and was immediately reminded of that old song with the same lyric."Only about a month." She said."I see," I replied. There wasn't much more to be said."You enjoy it?" I. It's got an en-suitebathroom so you'd have some privacy," said Ross. "We're both off at onetoday so would you like to come round to see it?" Yes - that'd be great," said Nick. "Oh, perhaps I should tell you that I'mgay. Are you okay with that?"Ross smiled. "That's not a problem. My son is gay too." Oh! How old is he?" asked Nick."ThirteenÉalmost f******n," replied Ross."I see," said Nick. "And your wife would be happy having a gay man sharinga house with a teenager at such an impressionable. He swiped them off the floor and tucked them into his coat pocket on his way out the door. I asked him what he was doing and he said he wanted something to remember me by. He said he wanted to take my panties because they inspired "flashbacks" to our sexual adventures together. I thought that was rather sweet and romantic.Romantic is a good word to describe an entire bracket of panty fiends. A friend of mine explained it to me by saying, "Panties are the item closest to a woman's body. They. . o yeah" he sighed as he pulled up a picture of her wearing a tight fitting business suit, legs up on the desk, one hand in her blouse and the other stroking that perfect pink clit of hers. Peter felt himself growing harder and with it his need for release. He had this down to a science with Susan obvious lack of interest these days, so it didn't take long.Peter climbed the stairs and quietly entered the bedroom. God she was beautiful. Looking at her lying sleeping, hair splayed out on the.