crotch sniffer
About a week ago, my mother was in town, and, upon her leaving, she seemed to have forgotten a number of personal items at my apartment, one of which was a pair of pajama pants. A couple nights later, a friend stopped by my apartment. Nothing was out of the ordinary until I glanced over my shoulder to catch him, with my mother's pants in hand, smelling the crotch. "Dude," I said, "those are my mom's. She forgot them here when she was in town." He apogoized, while making a face of disgust, telling me that he had thought they were mine. I told him that that didn't make much of a difference. I understand that some people have some weird fetishes, and that I am no one to judge, but, for Christ's sake, couldn't he have waited until I had left the room?