I found several different styles of underwear.Just because a pair of panties was bikini or thong cut did not meanthey were the same. The straps that ...ugged the waist could be part ofthe material that made up the front or it could just be a piece ofelastic string. The amount of material and the thickness of thematerial in the front varied from pair to pair. Some of the pantieswere see through and did not look to offer any protection against leaksat all. The boy cut style looked like they. I can feel my stomach drop and my hand shakes slightly as I stare at the name. Slowly, as if it might bite me, I press the answer button.“Hi,” I say as I put the phone to my ear.“Hi,” she says softly.There’s a beat before she speaks again. Her voice is low and I’m suddenly picturing her lying in bed in a dark room as she speaks to me. I wonder if she sleeps naked like she did at The Four Seasons or in pajamas or lingerie. I’m guessing lingerie. No. Stop. No guessing about that.“Do you remember. ”“Well maybe I’ll go out for just a little while, back to Mamma’s, you know, just have a drink.”“Sounds good. Just go hang out.” I told her; happy that she was feeling good enough about herself to even consider going.“Me and Rascal will keep an eye on the squirt. I wanted to put some make-up on him anyways before he wakes up.”“You be nice to your brother.” She says, “I’m gunna run in there and give him a kiss goodnight.”When Mom came back outside, it was obvious as she walked towards me that. Now coming to story, Manish always asked me to tell me my fantasy and I always avoided one day seeing his emotions I said I want to have sex with white guy jokingly but I noticed he took it seriously, and when once for his official duty had to go Mumbai he asked me to accompany, and we went to Mumbai, let u tell one more thing about Manish he is mad after western dresses so whenever we go out he only puts those dresses in baggage. Incidentally the hotel in which we boarded same day a couple.