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The missing panty mystery wasn’t hard to figure out.  As you know I just returned from a cruise so the protocol is to rinse out my panties each night and hang them to dry.  It is not maybe once in a while; it’s every night before putting them into the dirty laundry hamper. When traveling I have a special bag for them. They are nowhere to be found in my cabin.  The little clothesline is back in its original position.  I ask my roommate and she hasn’t seen them other than on the clothesline.  The mystery begins.  The missing panties are a French cut and pink in color.  I have to drop the hunt for now because it is time to visit the island for the day.  I’m a people watcher and something caught my eye.  I moved closer to get a better look.  
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Candy Girl Ghost Hunters: Continued. Ariel, Kayla, Zoey, and I have taken over a sorority at the college.  It seems there is some unexplained groping that can not be explained.  We decided it was at least 4 horny ghosts scaring these girls. Because I am the more mature one and the one with the biggest boobs I would stretch out on the couch for bait. Zoey was so excited she could hardly wait to catch a ghost.  She and Kayla had the equipment that would suck them up into the machine.  Ariel is so innocent looking she lay down on a bed as bait.  “What was that?” Ariel asked.  We could hear movement in the night moving down the hallway.   “It’s about time these fuckers show themselves,” Kayla said. We scrambled to our designated spots. Continue reading “Candy Girl Ghost Hunters: Continued”

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Never always in charge leaves so many open doors for fun.  I arrived at the river party fashionably late.  There were the usual guests there mingled with a few new faces.  While a familiar face is always comfortable and fun; I like to venture out to try someone new.  There he is all six foot two hundred pounds of him.  I am curious because this can turn into a whining needy baby and I am not in that “Mommy” mood.  As he walked toward me I had a shiver go down my spine right to my pussy.  Holding two drinks in his hand, he offered me one.  After the proper introduction and petty conversation he leads me off to a private room.  I have on a little black simple dress (because I am hoping it will come off) with sexy lingerie underneath. The drink needed stirring because it became a bit bitter 

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