underwear predator on the loose
Being the fabulous roomie that I am, I decided to accompany Emily on her journey to the laundry room. As we entered the room we encountered a rather suspicious person of the male persuasion, who was searching through some laundry. Upon noticing our presence, he promtly dropped the clothes he was holding, and scampered out of the room with a nervous laugh. Curious, Emily and I decided to do some investigating.
As it turns out, the laundry that this young miscreant was rooting through most clearly belonged to a woman. Furthermore, the pile of laundry that we had left on top of another machine was rearranged, with a pair of panties carefully laid out -- not as we had left them. Our sleuthing instincts kicked into full force as we checked the laundry room for any evidence of men's clothing. There was none to be found. Furthermore, the suspect in question had run out of the room empty-handed.
It did not take much further deliberation to come to the conclusion that our laundry-snooping friend had visited said laundry room for the sole pleasure-seeking purpose of fondling women's undergarments.
What then, ladies, could be the moral of this story? Never leave your laundry unattended, or some sex-deprived guy with the maturity level of a 13-year-old boy might contaminate your undergarments with a white sticky substance that certainly isn't soap.
As it turns out, the laundry that this young miscreant was rooting through most clearly belonged to a woman. Furthermore, the pile of laundry that we had left on top of another machine was rearranged, with a pair of panties carefully laid out -- not as we had left them. Our sleuthing instincts kicked into full force as we checked the laundry room for any evidence of men's clothing. There was none to be found. Furthermore, the suspect in question had run out of the room empty-handed.
It did not take much further deliberation to come to the conclusion that our laundry-snooping friend had visited said laundry room for the sole pleasure-seeking purpose of fondling women's undergarments.
What then, ladies, could be the moral of this story? Never leave your laundry unattended, or some sex-deprived guy with the maturity level of a 13-year-old boy might contaminate your undergarments with a white sticky substance that certainly isn't soap.