Motioning for me to follow her, she led me to her parent’s bedroom. She opened the closet and I saw a bunch of pantsuits and professional dresses, along with some of her father’s suits. She closed the closet and began opening drawers, shrieking once she reached the third one. I peeked over her shoulder and noticed a large amount of dark colored lace and I only figured it could be her mother’s underwear drawer.
She slammed the drawer shut before running out of the room, muttering obscenities. “That was so disgusting," she shuddered involuntarily once I stepped out of her parent’s room, closing the door behind me.
I smirked. “Maybe she’ll pass them onto you when you get a little older,” I mused and she began shrieking at the top of her lungs, pressing her fingers to her ears childishly in
