" Panty fetish?" Yeah ... she has to sleep in her favorite panties. They're always green ones. So I took them out of her suitcase and hid them until I...went to bed. Then of course, I put them on. Do you like them?" I love 'em, but they're not yours." Will you buy me some?" I'll buy you both a dozen after tonight," I said, brightening both women's faces."But first I have to take a quick shower." Why?" both of them whined."I had my dick up Amy's heinie and need to clean it off before using it. She certainly had to be.Definitely a nut, a loon. Some poor girl burned her mind out and now out here every night mad-as-a-hatter. Though. If she was crazy what did that make me? Watching her. Staring from afar lusting for her gentle curves. Obsessing about her. She built a mystery for me, which my curious nature couldn't resist to attempt to solve. It was one night about a month or so into my lust, when I stepped outside the pub into a dimly lit street and didn't see her. I felt my heart sink.. This was on a Wednesday, and they decided to leave on Saturday. That would give Albert a couple of weeks to get his affairs in order, and get his pickup serviced, and to see if Gloria had heard anything more from Floyd, Maria, or the girls. They had made the announcement the next morning, at breakfast. Even knowing they would have to leave, soon, the news was less than welcome. They had ALL had so much fun. Pam had taken Bob on a tour of the swamp, much as she had Albert. The biggest exception. ?Don’t worry, I’m not going to forget this part,? she said as she pulled the Do Not Disturb sign off the inside door knob. My eyes bulged when she put it on the outside knob. She had to be joking. She had to be trying to get a rise out of me. She looked me in the eye and I knew she was leaving it like that. She wasn’t being serious, she wasn’t being funny, she was just following the instructions without care. She really must think this was some wild scenario created in some dark perverse corner.