This chapter is written in memory of losing my favorite panties due to them being ripped in science class by my friend Rita ....
Enjoy.
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Jane and Red were trying to catch up. They'd known each other for a while. But, since the whole Liu situation, they haven't seen each other in a good handful of years. The friendship is still fresh and there's a lot to talk about.
Jane was interested in how Red keeps her hair so red, when she knows the real color of her hair is brown. Or, why red likes black clothes and leather. Or where Red went after the situation. Or how she managed to get a huge ass house, then sell it just to come live in their cramp, crowded, messy little wrestling stadium they call a house.
But no.
At the moment, Red only wanted to talk about panties.
"Look at these!" Red exclaimed excitedly as she twirled around. She was wearing some pink panties with a little red ribbon on the front.
"Those are cute." Jane commented. Red stopped twirling and stared at Jane.
"Cute? You think these are cute? No, these are fucking majestic!" Red returned. Jane chukcled and rolled her eyes.
"What is with you and panties all of a sudden?" Jane questioned, picking up the other 20 panties Red had thrown on the floor. 21, counting the one she just threw. She slipped into another pair while answering Jane's question.
"Because, they make me look adorable."
"That's only cause you have the body of a 12 year old." Jane laughed. Red scrunched up her lips and squinted at Jane; Jane only laughed more. Seriously, though. Red was small. Very small. Her legs were long and skinny, her knees buckled, her stomach was flat, her hair was hip length but it was still crazy straight and bright red. Like, bright. Then she had freckles that everyone swore were red, but Red claimed they were tan. Her smile was straight; you could tell because she smiled a lot. Everything about Red just screamed 12 year old.
Red continued to swing and dance in more panties, leaving Jane to pick them up and fold then properly.
"God, you're the worst." Jane sighed.
"Am not."
"Are too. Look at this mess. Its just panties everywhere."
"Well, panties are important to a girl. I mean, look at these," Red tugged at the white panties around her, "they hug."
"Hugs can be dangerous." Jane snorted.
"So can these panties." Red slightly chuckled. Jane laughed back.
They went on like that; Red trying on the hundreds on panties she brought with her and dancing around in Jane's room. Though, Jane never got her intentional questions answered, she still had fun talking about panties none the less.
