It was about maybe 10 PM and I decided to go take a shower and put on my pajamas and get ready for bed. Whenever I went into the bathroom to get my sh...wer there on the floor next to the hamper was lying a pair of my neighbors Panties. I have no idea what made me have the urge to pick them up and whenever I did I noticed that they were damp and I noticed a different smell coming from them. I could not help it but I wanted to bring them up to my nose to get a good whiff of them. I could not. There’s nothing like failing the people you love on a continual basis for your self esteem. Then my mind went to “This is really happening to me. I’m going away.” So I threw myself a pity party then I remember she had given me GRAPES! When I got home I could eat them. A small burst of joy went through me followed by FUCK! I’m living a Ralphie May comedy routine.Ralphie May had a routine where he talked about how happy retarded people were because they are pleased by simple things. While. "I'm not looking forward to getting wet," Sid answered invoking a laugh from Fred. He knew that he was going to have to get out in the weather. Sighing, he reached over and put on his oiled leather poncho.Stepping out of the tent, Sid headed over to the supply wagons. Once there, it took him a few minutes to locate an axe. Grabbing one, he turned towards the rows of tents in which wet miserable men were huddled. Striding down the lane between tents, he shouted, "I'm looking for some. It is that one is always looking for perfection.„Straddle your legs.“A little reluctance, but it was done.„Wider.“The limbs parted further. A little pink, puckered anus. Delicately formed sex-lips. Excellent. Yes, she was verynicely made. I might well come down later and enjoy her.„Together.“The limbs closed. I heard a little sob come from her. What should I call her, I wondered? Miss Snooty in the next stall had got her name on account of a up-tilting nose. This Amanda, in her English way, was.