You look around, and aren’t shocked that you landed in a neatly folded pile of your brother’s tighty whiteys. Most of them have super hero’s on them, except for a few pairs of plain white. You hear footsteps, and hide in the plain white briefs. A naked James opens the drawer and reaches for the pair of whiteys you are in. You...
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