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Chapter 3 by blackclover77 blackclover77

Well that's interesting, and then what happened?

An Erotic Reveal

After the finishing the laundry in the morning along with his other chores, Connor went back to his apartment room to spend the rest of his Sunday.

"Finally! I'm done with everything I needed to do today!" Connor said throwing himself onto his bed. "Maybe I can finally relax now that it's late." he said to himself.

As he got comfy and started scrolling through his phone, he then remembered the red lace panties from earlier today that somehow moved on their own.

"I must've just been seeing things..." he told himself. "...probably the stress from too much homework."

It was at that moment Connor looked at the calendar and remembered what day it was.

"Oh crap! I forgot that five page homework assignment is due tomorrow!" Connor said quickly turning his laptop on.

As Connor typed throughout the night, it soon got really late and it was midnight before he knew it.

"There we go...*yawn*…now I can go to sleep." Connor said closing his laptop and putting it away.

Suddenly his doorbell rang.

"Ugh, who could that be at this hour?" Connor grunted as he got out of bed.

As he opened the door slightly to his surprise no one was there.

"Hello?" he called out.

Nothing but the fresh night breeze hit his face.

"Huh, I guess the doorbell is broken?" Connor said before closing the door.

As he almost made it to his room the doorbell rang again.

"Ugh, really?" Connor said heading back.

As he opened the door again this time all the way he still saw no one there. He then stepped out of the door to look in both directions of his floor and it was completely empty.

"That's it. I'm turning you off." Connor said annoyed removing the batteries from his doorbell before heading back inside.

As Connor stepped inside and closed the door he then turned around and saw Mrs. Anderson's red lace panties from before and now matching bra floating in front of him as if Mrs. Anderson herself was invisible and wearing them in his living room.

Oh, the suspense! and then?

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