Anyway, I didn’t have anything to change into so she told me to go up to her bathroom and remove my clothes and she would put them in the dryer. She said she would try to find me something to wear. I gave her my wet clothes and she went to put them in the dryer. While she was gone I stayed in her room with just a towel wrapped around me. When she got back she said she would get me something to wear, and went into her drawer and got some clothes out. She handed me a t-shirt a pair of her shorts and a pair of her silk panties. I was embarrassed to put them on, but she said it was okay. It was just underwear and just us two and she wasn’t going to say anything. I went to go in the bathroom to change and she said I could just change in her bedroom. She left the room and I started to change. Just as I was putting on her panties, she
I was hiking up a steep-walled canyon at dusk when I got a really bad feeling. I fired a round into a tree, turned around and hiked back to my truck. I later learned that a mountain lion had snatched a young boy in that same spot a year or two earlier. One time, when my mum first bought me lingerie and actual bras, I was trying them all on, seeing how I looked in it, being so grateful my mum got me stuff and then my dad walked into my room. I froze in shock and he just covered his eyes and walked out. That sucked. Chances are, no. If it was stolen, it didn’t belong to the antique store to sell, in the first place. It will be returned to the rightful owner. And you have a civil case against the antique store.