Once again, My little sweaty panty addict has put itself in front of Me and it's VERY obvious that I am annoyed by it's self serving presence. I had planned a nice quiet day to Myself but My panty pervert had other ideas... and needs... such as, a pair of My sweaty panties freshly shucked away from My perfect ass. As I am about to go off on you for ruining My peaceful interlude, My best friend calls Me up, and while it saves you (briefly) from My biting words (directly) I begin to drip venom about you in My friend's ear while you sit there and listen! I'm so MEAN about your perversions and yet, you are entranced; by My poisonous words, by My eyes dancing with laughter at your discomfort, by My tight young body, but most of all- taken by the possibility of snagging yet another pair of My fragrant, worn panties.