Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

"I think you have," he said. "Your sister's, right?"

"No," Jason said, "no, I haven't, but you have."

"I've never even seen your sister's underwear," he lied.

"Not my sister, your sister," Jason said. "Mm, mm, Deana's panties. Yummy."

"Shut up, Jackass," Evan said. "I never said I did, I just wanted to know if you thought it would be weird if somebody did."

Jason leaned in and whispered, "If I lived with your sister, I'd do more than sniff her panties. What about your mom's, you ever sniff hers?"

"Jeez, why did I think I could ask you about something like this, when you let a-"

"Hey, we don't talk about that. It was just a one time thing. I wasn't looking for it, it just happened."

"Yeah, okay," Evan said,

"So, you jerk off in your sister's panties?" Jason said. "You wanta do her, don't you?"

"No, no I don't. They're just underpants, Evan said. "They could be anyone's. I don't think about Deana or anything, I just smell them."

"Sure, you're smelling your hot sister's sweet pussy, beating off and cumming where her pussy was, and you're not thinking about her?" Jason said.

Evan felt his face burning. "I never said I came in them, and I definitely don't think about her. I think about Mrs. Beck or Stacey or Darlene.'

"Listen," Jason said, "I'm certainly not anyone to judge. You do what you think is right, but I'm serious, Deana's hot and being she can't date, and you live with her, it's perfect. She needs you, and you need it bad, right?"

"You're only saying that because you think she's hot and that's what you wanta do," Evan said. "If it was your sister, you wouldn't be saying that."

"Um," Jason said, rubbing his chin, "maybe. Hey, can I get a pair of your mom's?"

"No." Evan buried his face in his hands. "My mother's panties are off limits.

"Fine," Jason said. "What about Deana's?"

Jason!

'Gloria's?"

'Get your own sister's panties."

'Becky, she doesn't wear underwear."

Evan tried not to think of Becky going bare-ass. He tried not to think about Becky at all. She was his best friend's sister and she had issues. He tried to ignore her, but after seeing her fingering herself right in their living room that was hard. He should have turned away, but she didn't know he was there, so he spied on her until she came. "Forget I ever mentioned panties."

"What if your mom checks the laundry?" Jason said. "You know, sorts, separates, and busts you for shooting-"

"Oh my God," Evan said, "that would be bad, really bad."

'Oh yes, I knew you did it. You came in Gloria's underpants. I can hear your mom now, 'Evan, can you please explain this crusty stuff in Gloria's underwear?"

"I never mentioned Gloria, or her underpants, now will you drop it."

Hours later, while waiting for Deana in the parking lot, Evan was still thinking about his mom doing the laundry. Surely she wouldn't examine each item. But what if she already knew what he had been doing? He opened his car door and tried to think about something else. Darlene had paused by his desk, but didn't say anything. She looked as unhappy as she'd been the day before. He didn't bother trying to talk to her after class.

In an effort to avoid thinking about the potential for the ultimate embarrassment, Evan went on a trip down memory lane. He thought about the world's most embarrassing moment, for Jason, and the glue that secured their trust. He'd have to do something worse than jack-off in Deana's panties to pull even with Jason.