no sister

After I left Sister Rose’s house, I was in deep distress and self-blame. I was thinking: Why am I so perverted?

Why am I interested in women's underwear?Am I a psychopath, woo woo woo...

What's even more perverted is: I actually despicably and shamelessly stole the underwear that Sister Rose had just replaced.

At this time, Sister Rose's underwear is in my jacket pocket.

Like a thief carrying stolen goods, I walked towards my dormitory with Sister Rose's underwear in my arms, and with an uneasy heart.

Some people will definitely ask me, what should I do if I am found out after stealing Sister Rose's underwear?

Regarding this point, I am not worried, because Sister Rose has so many clothes and underwear that it is unimaginable.She changes her set almost every day, and she only cleans it once a week.So one or two sets less, she will not find out.

Hey, wait, it seems that I heard someone ask me, how do I know that Sister Rose has so many underwear?

To tell you the truth, Sister Rose and I have washed clothes countless times, so we naturally understand.It's just that every time before I do laundry, she has to pick out the underwear first, and she washes it herself, and I will do the rest of the outerwear.

Pit dad, this is the only thing I don't like about Sister Rose, she's too polite!It's amazing to wash me together?Sometimes being too polite can cause people to hate you.

I have helped Sister Rose wash clothes since I was a child, and I have never had the chance to touch her underwear once. It is so sad and reminds me...

From Sister Rose's dormitory to my dormitory, we have to pass through a secluded small square.Although the square is not big, it is quite chic.

There was silence all around, and the sound of frogs came from the rice field of the farmhouse in the distance.

Most of the female workers in textile factories are farmers, and they live a regular life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and almost everyone was asleep in the sweet blankets.

Only on the top floor of Unit [-], there is a room with lights on, like stars in the night sky, which is unusually dazzling.

That room was sister Jasmine's single dormitory.

Sister Jasmine is the only college student in our factory, so the treatment is naturally extraordinary.Her room is the same as that of Sister Rose's. It is a suite with one bedroom and one living room, and she lives alone.

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?" I murmured in my heart!

Suddenly, two black shadows rushed towards the building where Sister Jasmine lived.

I became alert, so late, so there are people outside?

Judging by their sneaky behavior, I concluded that they were not very good people.

I quietly followed behind them.

Damn, these two guys are in their early twenties and look extremely wretched. They can't be thieves, right?

If they dare to do anything wrong, I will definitely get the stolen goods later.Give them some color see see!

Unexpectedly, the two bastards went straight to the roof, which was the floor where Sister Jasmine lived.

Could it be a flower picker?Have bad intentions towards Sister Jasmine?

hum!The opportunity for a hero to save the beauty is here again. Why are so many good things happening to me recently?

If God is in front of me, I really want to "Bo'er" him as an old man.

"What should I do? She doesn't seem to be asleep yet!" A voice came from the darkness.

"It's in the corridor, it's okay, let's tap lightly, we won't be found!" Another voice replied.

Something in the hallway?

Damn, these two guys are indeed thieves...