Bobby sat down on Sandra’s couch, taking a moment to cover himself with a small pillow as she disappeared around a corner to find a towel.
Bobby thought on the situation that he had found himself in and how supernatural it all was. Where did that cursed hook come from? Will those women from earlier post this pictures? Will his embarrassment and shame come to an end?
That last question would be answered with Sandra returning, a small frown on her face.
“Is everything ok?” Bobby asked as he hid his codpiece just barely with the small pillow.
“Yes…kinda of…I don’t have a towel but I do have…these.” Replied Sandra.
Sandra then pulled out a pair of black women’s lingerie, a thong.
Bobby breathed heavily as Sandra’s implication became clear, he didn’t think there could be anything worse than being naked, but to wear a sensual pair of women’s underwear would be downright horrifying.
“It’s all I could find, all the towels are in the washer and this is the only pair I have that would fit you…they are to big for me and I meant to return them.” Sandra said as she blushed.
Bobby thought on his present situation, neither option available very approachable…
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