Cool Blogger: TEAM SQUIRT looked at the underwear being waved in front of me, the underwear I had abandoned in my haste to flee the scene, I knew that I was dead meat.
"Found these at the scene of the crime," Bethany sneered as I squirmed. "How many horny little fuckers around here wear 30 waist briefs with the crotch stretched out like there was a gigantic snake kept in them all day?"
"Oh, I see you found Kenny!"
Mom. Dear old mom to the rescue. Calling out to me in my time of need from behind the screen door. Bethany pulled the underwear down out of sight and gave me the dirtiest look imaginable.
"Why don't you too come in and have a soda or something?" Mom suggested. "You two probably have a lot to catch up on."
"Yeah Bethany, come on inside," I offered as I headed up the steps.
"No thanks, I've got to go," Bethany shot back toward the house. "I think we'll talk some other time," she snapped as she headed home to continue this agrument with her mom.
