CHAPTER FIVE
Monday came around, and Marsha arrived at Jonathan's doorstep. He answered the bell, all dressed and ready to go.
"I see you're anxious to get your last item of apparel, Jonathan." Marsha said to him.
"Oh, yes. I'm creaming in my silky panties," Jonathan whispered in Marsha's ear as they walked down the hallway.
"We really must get you a few more pairs of panties. You can't keep wearing and washing (hopefully) the same pair. Why don't I pop into a lingerie department and get some more underthings for you as well, today?" Marsha said to him in a voice loud enough to make Jonathan blush.
"Oh, that would be marvy!" Jonathan said to her, happily.
They went out of the apartment building and out to the bus stop. They waited impatiently for the bus to come.
Finally, it did. Th
