My love for panties started when I stayed with my mother’s friend Kathy, when I was a young boy. When my parents would go away on vacation, they would usually leave me with Aunt Kathy (that’s what I was told to call her). Aunt Kathy lived by herself, so it was just the two of us there. I don’t know if it was her plan to get me interested in her panties and lingerie, but she always had me help with the laundry, folding her panties (she wore the big nylon brief type of panties) and putting
