Karen

Several futa surround you as you rise from the table.

"Hey sexy where are you going?"

"Couldnt help but notice you from across the room stud."

"My kids wont be ready for an hour why dont you and i get private."

You ignore them as you push and shove your way to the direction of karen. The cries of distain follow you as you break into a slight jog. As soon as you can break the treshold of the corner and catch your breath the pursuit seemingly ends. You unball your hand to read the note, but it isnt just a note. Inside the paper are a crumpled up pair of karens panties. Their intoxicating scent fills the air as you gentled place them in your pocket.

The note reads: