While I was in there, I checked the hamper, but everything was as I had left it. The next two days were fairly uneventful. My life was the usual round...of college, seeing friends, and working at the pub. I checked the hamper morning and night, but there was no sign of panty tampering. It must surely have been one of Ray’s perverted friends when they came around to play mindless Xbox games. Saturday mornings I always sleep late, and then meet friends in town in the afternoon. On this Saturday. Jane stroked and fingered her pussy as she rested her head against the lush leather headrests. Matt was half watching the road and half watching her. It wasn’t his best driving experience to date, but it was surely the most erotic one so far. After a few miles, Jane started to groan as she fingered herself. “Are we nearly there yet!” she exclaimed, “or am I going to have to bring myself off…” said Jane as she lifted her finger to her mouth and licked it. “Can you wait about five minutes,” said. I hadn’t seen him in about a year but he kept the allowance checks coming, twice a month, and kept on top of rent and utilities. My mother had disappeared when I was an infant, and I had no memory of her. Due to this, I led a lonely home life, and had suffered from a lonely c***dhood.My personality was an independent one, and I had matured very quickly, taking on many adult responsibilities before my peers. I managed the house and property, cleaning it and taking care of the landscaping. Most. All my women were pretty much one night stands. I never let any get any closer.I got a call from Jessie and he asked me if he and I could hang out one evening. I knew he was probably having woman trouble. I found out later that he was crazy about this Chrissy woman who lived at his house. He tried to deny it by going out and fucking some stranger. I figured he was making a mistake but who was I to judge others.We were going to a few bars and took Jessie's truck because he wasn't into riding.