I don’t know what to do with these.
When I received the pink, lacey, Charlotte Russe panties, I convinced myself that I was going to keep them for as long as I could. They were the congratulatory pat-on-the-back for a job well-done. I remember I cracked a joke and she threatened to snatch them back if I was going to act unappreciative. It was my first pair of conquest panties and I was not going to let them be indian gifted.