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Chapter one: Living with Penny
1 Brenda's room
I was over at my neighbour Brenda's house for the afternoon as I do once
a month because I was only nine and Mother preferred I wasn't alone by
myself. I didn't mind because Brenda was sort of polite to me even
though she was a year older. However she usually preferred us to go our
separate ways so she usually played by herself all alone in her room
while I ended in a world by myself with a toy train set in the basement.
It was just a normal sunny August day about two weeks before school was
starting again. In fact it was such a normal day that I could not have
dreamed that anything so life changing was going to happen today. Fate
rarely gives us foresight.
I barely noticed Brenda watching the TV as I went past the living room
on the way to the washroom which was at the back of the first floor. She
didn't like anyone talking while her shows are on so I didn't even say
hello and continued unnoticed into the bathroom.
Upon entering I noticed that the other door was almost all the way open.
This door was always kept closed so I assumed it was just for towels and
stuff. Now it turns out that this was the type of washroom that had two
doors; one for the hall way and one into Brenda's room. It was like a
walk-in washroom but also one shared with guests.
Naturally I went to close the extra door but as I got closer it seemed
to be so bright on the other side. The light came through her window to
illuminate all the pink making me just a bit more than curious; begging
me that I might like to look in.
2 Rescuing my panties
I intended to peek in for just a second because I just wanted to see how
a girl's room was different than a boy's room. I had been in my parents'
bedroom which was all organized. But this was so different because
Brenda was near my age plus even though she was a tomboy her mother
dressed her as a frilly girl.
The open door was like an invitation that asked, "Why don't you come
in?" and in another second it was too late because I was already inside.
The femininity was totally amazing; clean and polished as a new pin. It
just made me feel lucky just to be there even though there was nothing
unimaginable; lots of pink, lots of dolls, and lots of books. Her open
closet had tons of pretty dresses; her vanity was stacked with even more
dolls; and a night table with a pink ballerina lamp.
Then beside the vanity my eye caught sight of what looked to be a
package of clothes half sticking out of the pink plastic wicker trash
bin. I moved in for a closer look and saw that it was a package of
panties with pink Hello Kitty faces. Why would she be throwing clothes
away?
I took a closer look and noticed the package was unopened. "Now, since
they were already thrown away it wouldn't matter if I opened the package
just to have a look would it? No of course not," I said to myself,
unreasonably justifying my actions. I opened the package then realized
what I had done.
I could not put them back or people could see that I was playing with
them so I put the panties back into the package and put the whole thing
into my pocket. I was really nervous for the next ten minutes until I
got to go home. Luckily no one noticed.
3 I wear my panties
No one mentioned anything but I was still edgy for a week and even a bit
the second week. Then I adopted them for myself but it was a while
before the next chance I could be alone to try them on.
Months ago I had taken out my bottom drawer too far and it fell out. I
had noticed that there was a dirty space under it. Now after I cleaned
up that space it was a perfect hiding place for what I considered more
valuable than gold.
I had to wait another week then I was home alone on a Saturday
afternoon. I could barely wait until Mother finally left for shopping
however I did not trust she would not come back so I waited an extra
fifteen minutes. Ultimately, I dug the panties out of my hiding place
and put all five of them into my top drawer.
Then I put on my pyjamas and got into bed. I only closed my eyes for as
long as I could hold my breath. Then I popped out of bed and got dressed
after first changing into my new panties. I selected the purple ones
because I wanted them to be fancier than the white ones and I wanted to
save the pink ones for later. My panties were a very light shade of
purple that I learned later was called lavender.
They couldn't be seen under my jeans but still I only had them on for a
half hour and got so panicky on thinking the door would open any minute
that I could not keep them on any longer. I changed back and hid them
all away. I thought about them every day for another two weeks as they
were truly being absorbed into my life.
Then on a Friday just after supper my parents told me they would be away
for the evening. They were just playing cards at the neighbours so they
didn't get me a babysitter. That meant I would be alone and able to use
this opportunity to dig my panties out of hiding.
I got excited because I may not have another chance for a month. In the
time it took for them to leave I made up a reason for changing. This
time it would be coming out of the bath so I would need fresh underwear
however Mother put down the panties that she accidently bought me
instead of my regular ones.
Again you can see I have to justify my actions and it didn't matter how
improbable because I only had to convince myself. "This was quite
ingenious especially at the spur of the moment," I thought to myself as
I was filling the tub and setting out fresh clothes that included my
white panties this time.
I did not want to leave any hint that I took a bath by leaving it dirty
so I jumped into the tub for only a minute then used two beach towels to
dry off before I used a regular towel. I folded and hid the beach towels
back at the bottom of the towels so no one would be the wiser.
After the first half hour I was still excited and kept them on for a
second and even a third half hour. Then not wanting to be discovered and
losing my treasures, I decided to change. But as I went to my room I
decided to keep them slightly longer and instead of using my pyjamas as
the excuse to change again, I put my pyjamas over top of my panties.
Then I checked in the full length mirror in mother's closet door. I saw
nothing that even hinted I was wearing underwear.
4 A night in my panties
It was getting close to my bed time so I climbed into my bed while
pretending I was sent to bed in my panties. I pretended to fuss that I
was sent to bed. As I was pretending to fall asleep, I actually fell
asleep until I heard them coming into the house.
But now I was trapped and could not explain why I was wearing a girl's
panties and I would have to admit that I stole them from Brenda and
maybe even have to go and apologise to her. How could I explain to her
that a girl took her panties to wear them? How could I explain that girl
was me?
I just lay there while not making even a bit of noise. I listened
carefully to them getting a snack and then later getting ready for bed.
I was kind of pretending I was a girl wearing her nightgown hoping I
would dream about that. Again I fell asleep but this time it was morning
when I woke up.
I woke up very fast because I remembered I was wearing the panties
however it was too fast to recall my dreams or even know if I did dream.
This made me a little sad but I was wearing panties and that made me
happy again. But that didn't last as long as I hoped because now I got
very perplexed that I could not take off my pyjama bottoms because
mother could walk in any second and see my panties.
I decided to switch my pyjamas bottoms to jeans under my bed covers. It
was sort of awkward but it was safe. My panties would be safer under my
jeans than under my pyjamas so I was only half worried anyone would see
them.
But just as I was about to leave my room, mother called from behind my
door saying she would be gone until after lunch. Then I decided that I
would change my panties and wear my second pair of white panties under
my jeans until after lunch. I took them with me and changed in the
bathroom.
I got so busy doing other things that I essentially forgot I was wearing
panties until I was sitting eating supper. Then I could not think of a
plausible excuse to go change my underwear. But as supper kept
continuing I realized that no one had noticed so I kept it up and
continued to wear them until bedtime.
5 My pretend nightgown
I changed into one of the pink pairs and put on my pyjama top but not my
pyjama bottom so it would be like a shorty nightgown. It was so exciting
that I hardly got to sleep. And again in the morning I slept in extra so
I could lay in my shorty nightgown again for a while.
When I finally got up, I put away my panties so I would not use them all
up. Three weeks later I was alone long enough to wash them out and I
hung them up in my closet to dry out. It was not wash day so mother
would not be going into my closet but I still watched very carefully in
case I had to make a quick dash to beat her back to my room.
After that I became more daring and wore my white panties most Saturdays
and then also on Sundays. That was exhilarating plus the washing out and
drying them in my closet was also exciting. A few times it got too
exciting but every time it was thankfully a false alarm.
For Halloween Brenda went as a nurse and I went as a cowboy. I really
wanted to go as a pretty nurse also so I could wear a dress and all the
rest. However I did not trust that anyone would approve especially if I
wore it again after Halloween. The cowboy costume was good enough this
year but watch out next year.
I kept up just wearing the panties for almost two months then mid-
November I forgot and wore the panties to Brenda's house but she did not
notice. She had never even mentioned that once her panties went missing.
Imagine wearing Brenda's panties to Brenda's house right in front of
Brenda's nose.
I knew Brenda would have preferred to be a tomboy but her mother was
very domineering and demanded that she be her mother's girl. So here I
am wearing pretty panties to their house and loving it while she
couldn't care less about trivial things like underwear.
6 I steal more panties
This incident encouraged me to repeat this and I ended up wearing them
there two or three times a month. And after another three months I even
wore my pink panties over there. Plus when I knew she was watching TV I
would looksee and sometimes even go into her bedroom.
Then luck happened again and I saw Brenda got eleven packages of new
panties. They were all packs of seven for the days of the week. I went
crazy jealous and decided she wouldn't miss one pack. I picked it up and
stuffed it in my back pocket.
A half hour later they weren't discovered missing so I took two more
packs and if I was caught I was going to explain that it was a joke.
They were practically burning holes in my pockets for another hour
before I nervously took them home and dared not open them in case I had
to sneak them back. Later even though it was too late to turn back, I
still decided that the joke idea would not be a good because it meant I
had gone into Brenda's room.
I did not hear anything for a few days then I hear that Brenda had a
sleepover party and several girls had been sick so they could not
attend. Then I realized that they were probably prizes or gift bags or
something but since there were fewer girls than Brenda planned, no one
got upset because there were still as many gifts as there were girls.
7 I am a thief
Now realize that I am officially a thief because there was no way I
could take these back without them being noticed. There was no way I
could not be a thief. There was no way that I could ever explain to
anyone that I had a reason. No one would believe the motivation to wear
them was not as perverted as it sounded.
Her mother might call my parents who would then ask me if I knew
anything about Brenda missing some clothes. I would be too nervous it
would be so obvious I was lying. I could pretend it was a dare but then
I might have to say who dared me. When I could not produce a name they
would know I was lying again. Then my whole family and eventually my
whole school would find out. Result: I would be teased every day for my
whole life.
8 I repent
I decided this was worse than anything I have ever done before. Stealing
is wrong even though I got away with it. The first panties were
discarded but now I had to pay dearly for these in ways I could only
imagine. In fact my imagination went wild thinking how bad and possibly
even worse than bad it could be.
There would be a chance I could get away but for how long? Mother might
find them and force me to tell her where I stole them from. She might
even make me take them back to Brenda's house and apologise to her
mother and to her. Result: she would tease me every day for my whole
life.
I resolved that it wasn't right to steal because it is morally wrong
even though I was more afraid of something worse. It might give me the
karma to be caught either now or later. No; stealing is wrong and I am
stuck because it was too late to take them back now.
9 Paying Karma
Karma is what that I learned from hearing about chain letters where you
have to give something and then later you will get even more back. I
never got a chain letter but I thought they were a cool idea. The nature
of karma is sort of similar where you do a favour and get two back or do
a wrong and get worse back. I certainly did not want to fight this
supernatural force.
Remorsefully I did not throw the panties out because I figured I
deserved any punishment that fate had in store. I did not open them, not
even to look at them, just in case I had to apologetically return them
to Brenda. It would be unexplainably worse if they were opened.
I couldn't stop thinking about them for two weeks and then I had a heart
stopping epiphany, except it wasn't one really. It felt like it was
similar to one because it was the answer to my problem; simple, direct,
secretive, and karma satisfying like an epiphany should be.
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