He put them on himself and not surprising they fitted.'This goes to show' Johnnie said full of shit and righteous zeal 'this proves that I wear the pa...ts in this house, and what I say goes.' Anita appeared to be properly put in het place, but asked: 'Johnnie be a dear, and get a pair of my panties from upstairs.Johnnie complied, just back from the honeymoon and having put the little lady in het place.'Put'm on' Anita asked.As Johnnie started to take his pant on Anita interrupted:'Keep those. She's definitely a morning person, and she doesn't care for a fancy dress or high heels. She'd rather wear her sports wear and a baseball cap, but she's nineteen years old, has green eyes, a blond-as-gold ponytail and her smile, her laugh, the confidence she radiates, the way that she's always nice to you, the dreams you have about her before you're actually asleep... she's something special."Hey Anne, what's up?" You ask. You're already smiling widely, she's infected your facial muscles with. I'm glad I pulled her away before she marred your cute face." He kissed the wound. The woman growled. "Shut up, Nina," he growled back.Both Gretchen and Wolf watched Nina rise to her feet, her body on complete display as she removed the remnants of her tattered shirt. Her khaki pants lay near her feet in a puddle of cloth where they had fallen when her broad hips narrowed during her transformation. Standing with fists hitched to her hips, she glared at Gretchen. Gretchen swallowed. The scary. “Cold” I shout back. My heart skips a beat when he returns only wearing his underwear. “Sorry,” he apologizes as he hands me the water “I just dropped my sweaty clothes in the washing machine. Hope you don’t mind.” I shake my head and start drinking. In the candle light, I can see his sexy dark body shine. He stands very close to me so that his crotch is close to me face. .I literally can smell this musky odor coming from between his legs. He takes the glass back to the kitchen. I ask him where.