Apologize to Dawn.

You take Dawn's cotton panties to her bedroom and knock on the door.

"Hey Dawn, uh.... I saw the note, and I just wanted to say, 'sorry', here are your panties back. I'm, uh, sorry I 'borrowed' them."

Dawn pauses her game and jumps up and runs over to give you a hug. You feel her pert and bouncy breasts squeezed into the tight T-shirt pressing into you.

"Oh sweetie pie," she says, giving you hug and a kiss on the cheek. "It's no problem! I'm sorry about all this. The note was really Rebecca's idea. You can have as many pairs of my panties as you would like! Would you like some more? I have LOTS. But of course you should *ask* before you take them, you know, get my permission before taking my panties, you know, just in case I might have plans for them? They might be a special pair that I want to wear for Dave or something, which doesn't mean you can't borrow them - I mean, maybe you need a special pair to wear for Dave too?"

"NO!" you say, stepping back. "Why would I need a special pair of panties to wear for Dave? Ew! Seriously, Dawn?"

"Well, I'm just saying... you never know." She shrugs with an impish grin. "Anyway, if you do ever need a pair of my panties, which I think would look SO CUTE on you, just let me know!"

"Uh, okay. Thanks. I guess."

You hand her the panties and back out of the room.