Chapter 212 - 211. Gallery of panties
Asher’s day couldn’t come to an end without hanging out with his friends at lunchtime in the cafeteria. The idiots were passing around Adrian’s magical gadget — the one they used to secretly take pictures of girls’ panties. They’d go sit across from a girl, click the button, and snap — mission complete.
Adrian’s gallery was now full of panty pictures. Some were cute, decorated with cartoon dolls. Others were plain. And some were lacy, seductive ones that made their teenage hormones go wild. At present, the boys were seated at their usual table, scrolling through the gallery and gawking at the images.
"Yo, yo, yo—go back! That one right there!" Derrick practically yelled, leaning over Adrian’s shoulder with wide eyes.
"That’s the one, damn!" he added, mouth agape. "Who owns that masterpiece?"
He was referring to a lacy red panty that looked kind of full — hinting at the thick folds hidden beneath it. Smooth, pale thighs hugged the fabric, making the image even sexier. The boys couldn’t help but feel a stir in their underwear as they stared at this masterpiece.
Asher groaned, stabbing his fork into his food. "You pervs need prayers."
"Oh please," Adrian snorted, flicking through the photos. "Don’t act like your pants haven’t twitched at least twice since we sat down."
Asher rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it.
Just then, Kira plopped down next to Asher, noticeably out of sync with the rest of the group. He stared down at his tray, silent.
"You good, man?" Asher asked, nudging his elbow.
Kira hesitated, his lips tightening before he muttered, "Did you... uh, did you find Lorraine this morning? Is she okay?"