June
2000 - 7
From
the Journal of Black Wal-Mart Special Four
June
10
Oh
my tatty elastic! Thank the almighty Seamstress, Scully
returned
when she did. I don't think I could have stood there in
front of all those
garments and told my story. I had myself so tied up in
knots that if Black
Target Bra Three hadn't hooked my crotch and dragged me
with her I would
have been left out in plain view when Scully walked in.
Ooh and it felt good
too. I think maybe she likes me a little...I hope. I
really like her. And
after what we've been through together, I feel closer to
her somehow.
There's a sort of a connection between us. I guess you
can't go through an
experience like the one we shared and not have it change
you in some way. I
hope she feels the same. I know she's much more worldly
than I am but
there's just something about her. She certainly saved my
cotton hide today so
she must feel something for me.
Unfortunately,
but actually quite fortunately for me as it turned
out, we both ended up in the front of the undies drawer,
so of course Scully
picked us up when she opened it. I saw her frown a little
as she looked at
us and then she shrugged slightly as she gently
disengaged us. I guess
after the things she's seen (if I'm to believe all of the
stories I hear - and
strangely enough I do, without question -) tangled
underwear is nothing! And I
guess really, her mind is on other things.
Oh,
but she has such gentle hands and such smooth skin. I
love
going to work when she's just stepped out of the shower
all fresh and clean.
Hell, I just love my work, fullstop! I love the way she
feels and the scent of
her. It's always the same, no matter how long I'm on
duty. Oh, except for after
THAT night. But that was nice in a different way sort of
tinged with Mulder
scent. I won't mind at all if that happens again. Was
ever a pair of panties so
blessed!
They
say Overcoat loves Scully. Well, I do, too. There, I've
said it.
I LOVE Scully! Platonically, of course. I'd rip out all
my elastic or tear
myself to shreds rather than work for anyone else. And I
hope Mulder comes
back to her soon because she's been so sad since he left
and she deserves
to be happy.
And
speaking of happy, I'm glad I'm working with Black
Wal-Mart
Bra Three today. Even though we can't communicate at all
when we're on duty,
I really love knowing she's with me. And it means we'll
both be in the
laundry hamper tonight. I hope we're alone because if we
are I'm going to work up
the courage to ask her if she'd like to keep company with
me. And
maybe, just maybe, if I'm lucky, she might even hook my
crotch again!
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