They hold all the scent that makes a woman a woman. Every woman has her favorite pair. Every day they are discarded, dirty, into the hamper. They are ...eldom handled by anyone other than the woman who owns them. And panties are one of the most intimate items a woman owns. To have a woman's panties is like having a little piece of her."These guys want a keepsake. They want to carry your scent with them. This is not surprising because our sense of smell is a powerful sexual tool. Scientists say. . he was wearing a running tee shirt and matching shorts, with trainers.”suck my cock you pathetic cunt” he snarled as he pulled his shorts down, revealing a good 7” and thick cock (who said Asian men have small cocks...) I eagerly kissed is pre cum covered cock, began to lick it gently but he slapped my face and said “I told you to suck it white boy”i went straight onto onto it and he held the back of my head and forced it down my throat, I was gagging and dribbling, but he kept thrusting it. Wake up, you have got to wake up."The shaking continued. Why couldn't everyone just leave me in peace?Suddenly I felt an icy splash.I started to cough.Someone had just poured a glass of water on my head. I blearily cracked my eyes open. I was on the floor of my office, staring up at a little crack in the ceiling. I could see Jim's wispy blonde hair out of the corner of my eye.Jim was holding an empty glass, and wore an expression of concern mixed with anger."Jonathan you little bastard you. They just hung out with me since it was more comfortable than the bar. Two went to Rollins College and two were locals.”Erin asked, “Who were the two locals?”One was named Stephanie and the other was Angie Remfry.”“Both of those girls are fine and a little older than you, Jack. Where did you meet them?”“I told Angie’s dad where I was going to be after he found out about the magazine articles. He must have sent them over to check on me. The other two girls were the ones playing pool with the.