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Bedford Stye
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In high school, junior year, I was walking alone out of the gym after a basketball game. It was dark along the sidewalk, and about 75 feet in front of me a cheerleader was headed to her car, carrying a backpack.
A pair of sweaty panties fell out of one of the pockets , which I scooped up, put in my pocket, and carried home.
I was obviously curious, since this was the absolute hottest Stacey in the school. The panties had gotten a nice work out.
I got home, locked the bathroom door, and huffed it. I anticipated some exotic pheromone.
Actually it smelled like ammonia. A cat box.
Also grease, dirt, a whiff of piss, and a bit of burnt bacon.
So much for fantasies
A pair of sweaty panties fell out of one of the pockets , which I scooped up, put in my pocket, and carried home.
I was obviously curious, since this was the absolute hottest Stacey in the school. The panties had gotten a nice work out.
I got home, locked the bathroom door, and huffed it. I anticipated some exotic pheromone.
Actually it smelled like ammonia. A cat box.
Also grease, dirt, a whiff of piss, and a bit of burnt bacon.
So much for fantasies
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