I knew bits and pieces had vanished over the years, but would never have imagined the real reason. I couldn't believe it, and was speechless. He said that every time he had ever been over in the past few years he had managed to sneak a piece of lingerie out, and take it home to add to his collection. He couldn't get to sleep, nor could he help himself, he said, and admitted that it wasn't the first time. He stood up and said that he was sorry, but had been fantasising about me for ages, and was going crazy knowing I was just one room away. I was so shocked by this that I stepped inside, closed the door, and asked him what on earth he thought he was doing. He had taken it from the laundry basket next to him. I gently opened the door, and was stunned to see Johnny going through the washing basket! What's more, he had a handful of lingerie (mine). That gave me a shock, as I knew I had not left it on before I went to bed. I crept down the hall, towards the source of the noise, and could see light shining from underneath the laundry door, which was closed.
All the bedrooms were quiet, with only the sounds of sleep to be heard.
At about 2am, I thought I heard a noise at the other end of the house, so I got up to investigate. I've always known he was attracted to me, but of course I just let it go as a teenage crush. He is a gorgeous 19-year-old guy who I've known since he was little. My son's teenage mate Johnny was sleeping over one weekend.
