The Panty Thief
The Panty Thief By Cal Y. Pygia "Pablo!" a shrill voice called. "Pablo Rodriguez!" It was his mother. She was calling--for the second or third time, judging by her tone, a mixture of impatience and annoyance bordering upon anger-- which meant that he'd better waste no time--or no more time--in responding to her summons. He'd been so caught up in the moment, examining his treasures, that, apparently, he had not heard her initial calls. "I'll be right there, Momma!" he...