I loved the feeling of freshly laundered panties right out of the dryer. The fabric was so silky in my fingers as I would make sure it was turned righ... side out and then carefully fold it in thirds so that the sides laid over the center section. The next step was to fold the panty in half so it was a neat little rectangular shape of lustrous nylon begging to be unfolded. I had learned this from my mother.My sister threw her panties in a drawer all tangled and wrinkled. Even as a 10 to 13 year. Me: Thanks and let me feed you.We sat on the bed close enough. I took a piece put completely in her mouth and she ate it and some left on her chin and lips.I said, “There is a cake on your chin, let me clean it,” and she said okay. I went very close to her and touch her lips and cleaned it in a very seductive way. Then slowly touched her chin. She again looked into my eyes. I intentionally put some cake on her neck. “Ohh there is a cake in the neck too.”She was smiling and I was about to take. Suddenly feeling so alone I leaned my head back and began to cry. And Patrick Wolfe was still the last damn thought on my mind before sleep claimed me at dawn. # I was scared Cal would know, that Marcus would tell him, or I’d wear my guilt like a hat, but he said nothing. In fact he was quiet just as much as we loaded the parts onto the Viper. It was Monday evening and the serious racers would be out and about, the kids would be at home. Cal asked if I wanted to hit the streets and I agreed,. We've waited long enough. Of course, having waited long enough didn't mean we wouldn't have to wait a little bit longer. Kamsy's relatively recent promotion to Assistant Superintendent Of Police (ASP) had put a pile of open investigations on her desk, and a few of those were at a critical juncture. Meaning we couldn't get away right now, but we could plan for the opportunity. The opportunity which came about, in part, through Chinyere As the phrase elucidates, "What goes around, comes around"..