Clever, Stephanie decided, watching the sleeve slide down to conceal the passes. It was a convenient trick cosplayers used to have an easily accessibl... badge to show the con staff, while not being obtrusive or noticeable for impromptu picture-taking.She was just letting her attention wander away from him when she noticed it—the small trinket that had been attached with his pair of convention badges fell out of his sleeve and onto the carpeted floor. Not noticing what he’d lost, Brian stepped. The tension was broken and I continued to sip my drink. I was just about finished when almost choked on my Vodka and cola. Looking in the mirror I could see up Frankie’s dress. I could see the skin below her abdomen and the thin landing strip of her Brazilian wax. “Everything okay?” she enquired. “Yeh fine but you better not sit down all night.” She looked in the mirror and immediately crossed her legs. She bit her bottom lip in embarrassment and her cheeks turned red. We giggled. My lust must have taken over because the next thing I knew I asked her "Mom, where down at Bills' having sex?" She looked like a deer in the headlights, she had been caught. "Were you following me?" she asked. "No", I simply said. "Then how do you know..how did you know....what makes you think...I ..I ..was having sex?" she asked. "Well, you just look like and you smell like it". Mom turned all shades of red and looked away. "Don't worry Mom, don't be ashamed, it's perfectly natural. I wanted this woman and I didn’t know why. I started looking at every piece of underwear i could, however being an older woman there wasn’t anything too sexy. A few bits here and there, but of sheer see through stuff but mainly quite boring. One day while I was at their house I noticed I had a pair of my girlfriends socks in my overnight bag (she must of accidentally left them there). I don’t know what come over me but all i could think about was that footsie. So I grabbed my girlfriends socks.