Admit you stole the panties.

I knew I was caught. A million different excuses ran through my head, none of them seemed remotely plausible. I stammered and tried to talk. Samantha laughed.

"Are those my panties?" She said.

"I...I don't know what these are."

"Really? You don't know that you have have a pair of lace panties in your back pocket?" She grinned.

"I'm sorry, I'll give them back. Please don't tell my folks." I was scared. I felt so stupid that I was caught stealing panties from my neighbor.

"Maybe I won't tell. But you'll have to make it up to me." {lll} said.

"Sure. You don't have to pay me tonight. I'll baby sit for free from now on." I was sweating hard.

"Well that's one way to handle this. I suppose we could work it out that way. But I have another way for you to work this off." Samantha licked her lips lightly.