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Send ‘Panty Raid’ and my Muse will have to explain why they have your Muse’s underwear.

Leaning forward in his desk’s chair, Ryan was rooting through his bag trying to find his flash drive. His eyes came upon something he had taken from a friend the night before. He glanced around the empty office, making sure he was the only one in there. A smirk crossed his face as he pulled it out and placed the black pair of panties on his cargo pants. Finger trailing on the hem, his head tilted thinking of Lindsay wearing them.

Ugh, they’re all lacey. Why did they have to be made out of lace? I probably would’ve taken them even if they weren’t. But still..

Ryan had a certain weakness to laced fabric. So delicate, so pretty. Just like Lindsay. A sigh left his throat, wanting to be home so he could, well, ‘take care of his business’. Staring at the pretty, little panties was definitely not helping the situation any. But that didn’t stop Ryan from sitting there, staring at nothing while thinking about his good friend being cute in a pair of stolen panties.