Sam blame Nicole

I was pissed when I saw all those women's underwear in my drawer. Of course, I knew that Nicole had left some underwear in my home because she had left quite suddenly when she discovered me wacking myself while watching porn. I took my phone and began to write a text to Nicole.

What the fuck. I can understand that you are mad and said some weird thing in an outburst of anger, but to enter my home while I'm in the shower and replaces all my underwear with panties. This is insane even for you.

It took a couple of minutes for her to reply. Meanwhile, I just sat there on my bed waiting and looking at the female underwear. My brain began to wonder how it would feel to put them on. I tried to chase these thoughts, but every time my mind wandered toward them. My hand reached them and began touching the silk hem. I enjoyed the sensation of the soft fabric under my fingers.

I did nothing of the sort. I told you I put a curse on you. If you don't believe me I can prove it to you.

Why do I think there's catch?

Because there is, but I won't tell you. What is your answer?