Kiddie Panties

The redhead was flabbergasted as she saw the value package of panties meant for girls either five years younger than her or no ass to speak of. Each with cutesy designs like unicorns, mermaids, teddybears, polka dots, or hearts. Prompting Renee to look at her co-worker with a furrowed brow and asked tersely “seriously?”

“What? You didn’t give me much and the store’s clothing section hasn’t been restocked in weeks” he explained.

“No shorts, track shorts, boy shorts, hell even a mini skirt?” Renee asked exasperated.

“Sorry Red,” Clint shrugged.

“Ugh, can you let me put these on and give me like five minutes to run in myself to pay with card?” Renee asked. Even though she wasn’t looking forward to running into a store in what she considered the least worst option. Something she was clearly debating in her head. All of them being childish and embarrassing. The hearts and polka dots probably being the least, however they were both mostly white and she doubted she'd be able to make it to the entrance without getting them wet in the rain, even if she had Clint’s umbrella. White, tight, and wet was a mixture that haunted Renee. Plus the way the small garments would probably cling to her bottom half would only be slightly less obscene than just being bottomless.

While she was caught in a conundrum Clint thought about her request while eyeing the storm outside. Not much time before the storm got worse and it would be impossible to drive, Clint said…