Random

Author: Anon
Warnings: I really don't know what to type here, I suppose female TMI?

You know when you're fairly certain Aunt Flo has left. She hasn't shown even a small trace of her being around. You finally gain enough confidence to wear that pair of crisp white panties you've been avoiding for the last week. And then you go the whole day being paranoid, so you keep running to the toilet to check and you've wiped yourself so many times that your lady bits have a protesting since the first 16 wipes. So you make it through the entire day without any incidences and you're driving home in traffic and the only thing that's left to remind you of your day of obsession is the slight sting left in your nether regions, and you sit down and have a glass of wine to unwind and it's all a distant memory. You run a bath, and undress and there in your clean white underwear the bitch has left you a little brown present!