? Euh, je ne suis pas sur. C'est m?me encore pire ?.? Je ne vois pas comment faire...ou alors...non c'est idiot. Tu vas trouver ?a stupide ?.? Si tu a... une solution, n'h?sites pas, on a pas trop le choix. ?? Que portes-tu en sous-v?tements ? ?? Hein ? Et bien, j'ai un slip en lycra..enfin normal ?? Je pourrais te l'emprunter. Ce serait mieux. ?? je suppose, mais moi je porte quoi apr?s ? ?? On ?change, sous ton pantalon ?a ne se verra pas ?? Mais je peux pas porter un string, un string de fille. When Sheri stood up the little wet spot on her pink panties had clearly grown. She seductively took her bra off and threw it to the floor. Her little pink nipples were hard and pointy. Steve won again and looked at Sheri telling her it was time for her to get naked. Sheri look at her husband just for a second then the she slid her panties down her legs showing her pussy for her friends. She had just a little bit of red muff to prove she was a true redhead. They all just stared for a minute till. ”I said, “Yes, you were. You can stop now. What you’re doing is not changing our relationship with one another. We each realized that you’ve been undermining us in the other’s eyes.”“And I did it to Liz and Jess too.”“We all know that, although it’s too late for them. I wish someone had stopped you years ago.”“I’m so sorry,” she sobbed again. She wallowed around in that pit, describing some of the dastardly deeds she’d done to try to get her way.“Why did you do all those things?”“I wanted Paul. Airis was wearing a tight t-shirt and thin, stretchy leggings that were too small for her, so the outline of her panties was not just visible but waving at me. I had noticed before that although she was normally quite smartly dressed, she could occasionally wear something similarly striking in a careless way as if she had been in a hurry and either hadn't noticed or was happy to look like that. It's like when a woman comes out of the toilet and has “forgotten” to zip up her jeans but in reality.