It seems like all I talk about on the BlissQuest is panties…
As I sat chatting with Indigo last night she casually mentioned she’d found a pair of my panties in her laundry so she’d tossed them in my room. Later, when I saw a large pair of granny panties on the floor I was worried because they were clearly not mine.
“Weird.” I thought as I tossed them back on her bed. “I bet they are her mother’s and she left them when she was visiting last week.”
She went out to shoot pool and I crawled in bed to surf and a couple hours later I heard the door so I got up to tell her good night.
As I opened my bedroom door – I saw a man go flying into the bathroom, and by flying I mean his feet came off the floor as Indigo launched him sideways in an attempt to hide him-protect me- not get busted for bringing a guy home-reflex. I started laughing at the shock on both their faces as though they’d been caught in the act but hadn’t actually started anything yet.
I actually already know Cornball (Indigo’s crush) so I said, “It’s not worth the broken neck diving into the bathroom to hide from me…”
They laughed sheepishly and went to her room. A few minutes later I came out to use the bathroom and Indigo was fixing the shower curtain. Perfect opportunity to explain that the panties weren’t mine.
“Those panties you tossed in my room aren’t mine. So I threw them back in your room.”
“What? Then whose are they? They’re way too big for me, and I thought since they’re Victoria Secret they must be yours.”
“Nope they have really high waists and mine are all falling apart anyway.”
“Oh, you know? They must be my mom’s!”
Then a man’s voice came from the hallway, “What? These panties?”
I turned in time to see Cornball standing in the doorway wearing nothing but women’s black panties pulled high around his waist. He stood proudly with arms on skinny hips with his Victoria’s Secret-cover-package thrust forward for all the world to see his blinding white body and scrawny legs.
I reacted purely on instinct like any trained ninja would do in my situation – I screamed bloody fucking murder and bolted through the house waving my arms. Yelling, “My eyes! My eyes! It’s burned into my brain. Help! My Eyes!”
Indigo lost it and fell on the floor laughing. Cornball quickly changed and no one could speak for a full 15 minutes.
When we could talk again, Indigo said something like, “He’s really not that bad, I swear. He’s okay.”
“Dude,” I replied slightly out of breath from laughing “I just saw your boyfriend in your mother’s panties. I’m not going to be okay.”
For future reference, when Cornball is over at the house – I will lock my panties up for safe-keeping.
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