Go help Trish

A fraternity house was the last place you wanted to be today, but Trish needed your help. Plus, you hadn’t seen Tom since your first night on campus. As you open the front door, a volleyball flies by your head so close you hear the air as it passes by. “Tom!” you call out, waving at him before dodging another ball.

The sound of people screaming and laughing filled the frat house as college guys threw around volleyballs with shouts and cheers. Tom had his shirt off as he ducked to return a hit from one of his brothers. It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, and the boys were just passing time until they had to host a party tonight. Tom sees you enter and waves, catching another ball and spiking it back before going over towards you.

“Hey man! How’s it hanging?” Tom asks as he slaps you on the shoulder. “Did you come for our party tonight? You’re a bit early. But feel free to join us for some living room volleyball.”

“No, unfortunately, I’m here for something else. Can we talk about something really quick?”

Tom puts his arm around you and leads you into a quiet dining room. “What’s up bro?” he asks while closing the door behind him.

“So, I have this friend. Well really more of a friend of a friend. It’s just that she thinks someone from your frat might have stolen a pair of her panties. Apparently, they are ‘sentimental’ panties.” You explain with a small laugh as you look over at Tom.

“Ah shit yeah, we sent our pledges over to Kappa Beta the other day for a raid, must have been one of them. Why don’t ya tell me what they look like, and I can help you search around? We got a party here in a few hours, so we’ll have to look now.” Tom said with a shrug and a warm smile. “So, what kinda panties did she lose?” He asks with a wink.

You feel your face turn red realizing you never even asked her and you don’t have her number. You quickly text Mandy asking her if she knows. She replies, no, but gives you Trish’s number to ask her. You quickly text Trish.

• You: hey, it’s John, sorry to bug you. Mandy gave me your number. I’m over at frat. I need to know what panties to look for.

You wait as three dots flash on your screen. You look over at Tom nervously and he just gives you a big smile. Finally, a reply comes through.

• Trish: well, they are kinda hard to describe. They are black, but have some pearls, not lacy, but not flat fabric either.

You stare at your phone as three dots continue to flash on your screen.

• Trish: Here, just don’t tell Mandy, I sent you this, I’m not sure what you twos status is

You look at your phone in confusion for a moment, before your expression turns to shock, seeing a picture of Trish wearing the panties appear on your screen.

The picture is from Trish’s belly button to halfway down her slender thighs, revealing her stomach that seems to melt into lean muscles as they flow down towards her hips, creating an aesthetic thigh gap that allows for complete view of the panties and her labia due to them being crotchless. The crotchless panties are intricately designed and made from silk. They are adorned with lustrous pearls around the waist, creating a delightful contrast between her bronze skin and the dark fabric. The panties are delicate yet revealing, hugging her slender frame in all the right places while leaving her intimate parts exposed, adding to the sensuality of the image.

Looking over your shoulder, Tom laughs, “yeah, I can see why she would want those back.”

You quickly close the photo as he slaps you on the back and says, “come on, let’s go check the pledges room.”