I took a mental inventory of items,which I wanted to remember forever. Pairs of jeans on the floor. A braslung over the back of a feminine looking cha...r. A stack of fashionmagazines. Socks near the jeans. Posters of young male TV show stars onthe wall. Dried Flowers hung on the wall. Empty glasses near the nightstand. All I could smell was sweet perfume. My heart was pounding.I walked over to the bra and picked it up gently, like it would fall topieces if I weren't careful. 34b the tag said. I. Then came the fateful day….high school, something they couldn’t explain and didn’t really give a second thought about happened, they grew apart. She made her new friends and he made his, their paths drifted apart and they both considered it part of growing up. Over the years, whenever they happened to run into each other, they spoke and reminisced and felt good for a while. As their lives moved on and became complicated they saw less and less of each other. However, their mothers remained close. But I couldn't step out of my bedroom before feeling soguilty and scared of Daddy's disapproval. I had to rush back in and getinto panties like a good girl. And plus, they felt so god damned good.Hugging my clit and sack. Hairless. Smooth caress. Gripping my bottom. Or sliding into my crack. Panties practically were my crack, because Iwas addicted. And so, I didn't have a choice. I had to steal my mother's.Which also meant, I had to steal her dirty, worn panties.That my clit took on a. I didn't have a chance to say anything before the driver piped up and said, "I'm Ralph, my friend Shane here said you guys passed him and your young lady there gave him quite the titty show and didn't even offer him a ride."I was in shock and didn't know what to say, Amber looked at me like she wanted to kill me. Ralph then said, "So I guess you guys are stuck now too, so I guess you folks wanna ride, hey."Amber piped up and said, "Yes, please get us the fuck out of here,"as she glared at me.