This story all took place on what was a very sad week for me. Joanne had been a good friend of mine for years, we had never been together as a couple, we had kissed and fooled around a bit in various different situations but we had never gone as far as to call ourselves a couple (much to my disappointment).
I had asked Joanne if I could see her before she moved away to university but she was too busy packing to go out anywhere, she did however invite me round to her house to help her pack.
I arrived at Joanne's and she took me up to her room which was a mess, boxes everywhere! I sat on Jo's bed as she packed various books and videos in to the correctly labelled boxes.
Suddenly from a pile of dirty clothes on her floor, Joanne flicked a pair of dirty knickers up in to my face. I think she expected me to call her disgusting and throw them back at her or something but instead I picked them up off of my lap where they landed after hitting my face and held them up in front of me by the waste band to examine them - a nice frilly, cream coloured, silky thong.
"Are these for me?" I asked when is when Jo got the opportunity to say "ugh, don't be disgusting" to me. Jo tried to snatch them back but I pulled them away.
"Do you really want them?" Joanne said.