I take them back up to my room and dump them on the bed to sort them out. As I go through my underwear and put them in my dresser I come across a pair...of white satin panties."Odd, some of mom's clothes must've gotten mixed in with mine." I say puzzled.Thoughts flood my mind as I caress the panties in my hand. I notice how soft they are to the touch and begin to wonder how they feel when they're worn. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt anyone to just try em' on..." I say to myself out loud.I take off. Although it would be very hard to be around Paige from now on. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, I guess I finally fell asleep.Monday’s practice was intense, you could see both the urgency and the finality in the preparation. We would be playing Houston, who won their first round game quite easily. By far this was the longest first two days of the week that I have ever been through. We were spending close to eight hours a day at the practice facility. I was looking. She hurried into the store, her stiletto heels clicking on the tile. Lookingat her watch, she saw she didn't have time to browse and went straight to thepaddles. Master had broken his over her firm ass the last time they played,and he had instructed her to purchase a new one before tonight's party. Meganperused the selection and reached for a large rectangular wooden paddle witha heart cut out. It was smooth and cool to her touch. She felt the hot breath on her neck as the strong hands gripped. “You gave me your blood, willingly to save me.”Amanda’s eyes flickered to his wound, which was covered by the sheets. Instead she walked to his side of the bed and looked at him more closely. His skin had a red hue to it with slightly darker looking stripes across his body. They reminded her of a tiger or a zebra’s stripes. Looking at his face, she could see horns on his head, small satyr like horns that were more nubs resting in his black hair. “Yes.” His yellow eyes followed her gaze as he.