Deception
Deception By Cassandra Morgan I held them up to gaze at them in the morning. They were soft. They were smooth. They were a pair of yellow panties with a small bow on the front. They were so light, so slinky. So out of bounds. A pair of Katie's, no doubt, lying in the folds of the bedspread. I looked at them, and I felt that long-ago memory gnaw at me. I exhaled. I thought the feeling had passed, to be honest. This wasn't me. Not anymore. I took the...