Shit." I don't know, man, I just don't know. She sure saw us, though. Shit, is right."We sat in my room until we finally just knew we couldn't stay th...re any longer. We slowly went downstairs and into the den."Would you boys come out here, I'm in the kitchen," my mother called out.We looked at each other, both mumbling, 'shit' under our breaths as we went out to face the music."Well, boys, there's no need for me to ask you what you were doing, I saw what you were doing." She didn't look mad. They said to inquire the lady if possible by me. I said ok. They left, after a while I searched again and I found her mobile near bush.I thought something went wrong, I immediately called to my apartment and enquired is she there. They said that she is in her room, no problems. I still not know what exactly happened to her. On reaching the apartment, I straight want to her room and rang her door bell. She came and opened the door and she thought that I came to enquire her. But later I came to. I had spent 15minutes sniffing the crotch of these delicate panties, and finally putthem on. Shivering with delight, I slid the camisole on, and wasadmiring myself in the mirror when Ann opened the door to see if I hadanything for the wash.I just stood there, not knowing what to do, and she walked over to me,took me by the shoulders, and turned me to look at her. "Danny," shesaid softly, "I know you can't help yourself, but please don't steal mydelicates. Come with me, sweetie." She led me. My labia were puffy and swollen as a result of my naughty mental meanderings. The appropriate thing to do would be to lie on my bed and pleasure myself with my dildo, but there simply wasn’t time. I consoled myself with the thought that I would receive ample satisfaction later, if I played my cards right. I continued to dress, putting on caramel pantyhose and a short grey skirt. I had a choice of tops and plumped for my light cerise blouse, with cream buttons. It was a close enough fit, so that.