Rarity X Fancy Pants Mga Nobela at Kwento

"No woman turns down expensive jewelry. If she says no, she means yes. You need to keep at it—show her you’re sincere. Win her back with persistence!" She spoke earnestly, coaxing him like a child, until finally, Percy nodded, swayed once again. Percy wiped the desperation off his face and straightened up. "Aunt Fancy, can you lend me some money? I swear I’ll pay you back once I make it." Fancy rolled her eyes inwardly, but for the sake of her end goal, she forced herself to hold back and reluctantly handed him a card. "Use it wisely, got it? Don’t blow it all at once."

She had her pocket-sized portfolio, her wallet, apartment keys, phone, and mints, plus all the rest of the crap that filled her handbag like tampons and old shopping receipts, and tissues. She ran her hands over her body just to check that she was fully clothed even though she’d checked herself in the mirror a hundred times or more since getting dressed. She hitched up her panties. The damned things kept inching down her hips. It had been a slight oversight on her part to make sure her laundry was done. She’d been so focused on ‘The Outfit’ she hadn’t put much thought into what she would wear underneath. Thankfully her favorite bra was clean, but she was down to her last few pairs of panties

Just like him, I’m also in my panties- and that’s it, just the panties. “And you smell really goooood,” I sigh after taking a deep breath over the fabric, inhaling his scent that is intoxicating. “You don’t want it back, right?” “But this is mine.” He narrows his eyes at me playfully. “You can always buy a new one. You’re a millionaire, remember?” “Nope, this one is special.” “Special? What’s so special about it?” “ ‘cause you’re wearing it and I would like to fuck you in it.”

It made little sense for a prestigious company with high ratings like Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation to be so miserly. The third betting pool was closely related to the second betting pool, but here, it contained the option for colours of the toy Queenie would receive in her limited toy set. The more common colours such as pink, purple and flesh-colour were in the top three ranks. However, those were the basic bets. There were more complex bet options, such as a combination of colours based on their previous guess for the number of toys. There were customised options for the colour that wouldn’t be in the set, but those options cost a lot more than the preset options. Someone paid a

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“There. That whole section is fantasy themed. Dragons, unicorns, all that.” They made their way over and started pulling items off the shelves. Banners, balloons, paper plates with dragons on them, napkins, tablecloths. The cart filled up quickly. “This is so much stuff,” Kira said, looking at everything they’d grabbed. “Are we going overboard?” “Probably. But they’re only turning ten once.” “You said that last week.” “Well, I’m saying it again.” Kira laughed and Adrian felt that tightness in his chest again. He’d missed that sound, he missed making her laugh.

“Go on.” Feeling a rush of excitement, I unwrapped the box, lifted the lid and once again, Les's surprise took my breath away. My eyes watered and I had to wipe them with the back of my hand to see the new set of panties Les got me. Not only were they in different designs but they each had a customized cartoon character on them ranging from, Winx Club, Totally Spies, Monster High, Pinky and the Brain, Disney Princesses, Marvel Characters and so on.

I ask, my fingers wrapping around the impossibly thin waistband of her crimson panties. “Five-hundred-something,” she replies, his voice high and thin in her chest. A ridiculous amount for such a small speck of fabric, but I’ve bought bottles at the club for ten times that price. I tear them off her hips, flinging them onto the floor. “No panties, tonight, darling.”

**LEA’S POV** As Easton wished, I finally went out for a stroll. There were a few items I wanted to buy after seeing their stunning display on the cover of this week’s fashion magazine. One of them was a pair of brown boots with black laces from Gusy’s latest collection. They immediately caught my eye, especially since only a hundred pairs were made in each size. Luckily, I managed to snag a pair at the last second. “These are perfect,” I thought as I admired the exquisite details. They’d be great for casual outings—maybe even a picnic. Boots have always been my favorite, and I’ve always had a soft spot for new models that look this good.