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02 Eylül 2023, 14:07
This is a very short story from my uni days. It was in my second year when I was sharing with Megan and a guy called Toby. We were all reading English and would study together, particularly as Toby was a complete boffin when it came to Shakespeare and stuff. Megan was straight although she knew I swung both ways. I would love to say I had got it on with her but I never did and anyway I was seeing Gemma at the time. A little about my house mates. Megan was an inch taller than me, with short brown hair. She had a cute little beauty spot on her cheek and I always remember thinking how I would liked to have kissed it in her sleep but I never did. She had quite small boobs but a really nice Erzurum Escort (http://www.erzurumescort.org) bum. Toby was a nice guy, but a really blokey, football playing, lager drinking type. He was quite tall and quite muscular. He wasn?t my type, although I did see him bring back the occasional girl. What follows is a true account of a little naughty episode we had quite early on in our time together. It was quite early in the semester and we had settled into the house nicely. We all did our share of washing up and stuff. When we found that Toby was so clever, Megan and I would smile sweetly, so he would help us with the tricky stuff on Chaucer etc. It was about a week into our study routine Erzurum Escort Bayan (http://www.erzurumescort.org) and Megan and I were getting dressed. It was a really big room, so we shared. I would go out if she wanted to bring a guy back. Toby had his own room. ?Megan, you?ve not picked up my knickers by mistake have you? I put them there last night.? ?No! Not me. You sure you've not put them in the wash?? Asked Megan. ?No, these were clean ones.? I couldn?t find my panties anywhere. They were my favourites ones too. White with little pink teddies on the front. I shrugged my shoulders assuming they would turn up somewhere and got another pair. A few days later, after another studying Escort Erzurum (http://www.erzurumescort.org) session the previous evening we were getting ready again and I noticed my panties had gone again. I know I left them on my little wicker linen basket along with my leggings and top. ?This is getting silly!? ?What?s up sweetie?? Said Megan. ?My knickers have gone again.? ?They can?t have!? ?I?m telling you,? I said. ?I put the fuckers there!? ?No! Eh hang on!? Said Megan, with a shocked intonation. ?What yours gone too?? I said, jokingly. ?Yes, well not my clean ones. The ones I took off last night aren?t there!? Megan held up her bra and vest, her panties clearly not among them. ?Well that?s smegging stupid.? She said. We stood there bamboozled. Megan was in her clean panties and a white T shirt and I was just in my bra and sleeping shorts. Our bedroom door was ajar, as I had left it after returning from the bathroom. Suddenly Megan and I were aware of a grunting, gasping sound.