Claire giggled, the sound like someone caught red-handed. "Well, then. Time's-a-wastin'! We shall now remove your pants as well!"I took them off and handed them to her, feeling safe that I still had both my boxer shorts and my underwear underneath.She kept staring at me."What do you want now?" I asked, alert."Oh, nothing!" she said cautiously, waving her hands in denial.A beat later, she suddenly added, "Though now that I think about it, we should really press those shorts too, huh?"Her hands struck again, and her eyes shone with deadly anticipation."Holy shit, no! Friends don't do this to each other, Claire!" I yelped."Are you sure? In my experience, friends help one another!" she replied, determined."Such as helping them remove their shorts?!" I retorted in shock."Hold on a sec, 'bro.' You just saw my undergarment! In the name of equivalent exchange, I should be entitled to see your boxers too!""W-What?! I didn't even mean for you to see that!""And I didn't me
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