The Panties.

“Um, you have to explain this.”

Opening his eyes, Kyle was greeted by an angry girlfriend holding a bag of panties.

“Who do they belong to!?”

It’s difficult to decipher rather or not she was more angry with the chance of infidelity or because the panties were considerably larger than hers. First, she had to stop her body from shaking in a state of rage as she stumbling towards him.

“Baby I know this looks bad, I mean really bad. But I promise you it’s not as bad as it looks, there is an explanation for this.”

A typical response, typical situation, obviously she wasn’t paying attention to any of the words falling from his lips, it all seemed to blur together, melting between her fingers.

“I need to sit down.”

Overwhelmed with sorrow she collapsed on the couch. Kyle retreats into the kitchen where he fumbled through dishes finally bringing her a cup of water.

“Alright, baby I am gonna tell you the honest truth, I ain’t fucking around you. Delonte got caught up last night, I’m not even supposed to be talking about it. Let’s just say he found his self in a very compromising situation and those bag of panties going right back with his dirt ass, as soon as I see him.”

In complete silence wiping away her tears she finally stopped shaking and was able to articulate her words. Calmly making her way towards the center of the room, had to be the longest 10 seconds in the history of her and Kyles four year relationship.

“DELONTE!?” she screamed.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Kyle?

Delonte ain’t got no hoes with his lil dirty ass, get the fuck out of here with that bullshit! I am gonna ask you one last time Kyle?Who the fuck do these Gorilla booty panties belong to?”

Nothing in the world could convince her that Kyle was telling the truth. The awful truth is Kyle has poor choices of friends, Delonte a prime example. Shitty ass friends who lack morals and are terribly messy with women. Before the bag of panties came between She and Kyle, they both had plans to celebrate their anniversary over a candlelit dinner together.

“I don’t believe you Kyle and lying to me is only hurting me more, I need you to get the fuck out before I do something I won’t be able to take back.”

To avoid any confusion or unneeded conflict Kyle grabbed his things and left. After locking the door behind him, she found her self searching deep through her feelings. Was Kyle telling her the truth?

“Naw, fuck all that he lying, I know Delonte ain’t got no hoes!”

ThePanties.