new panties must be tried on

You can't take your eyes off the redhead standing in the mirror's reflection, fingers hooked into the waistband of something barely there.

You feel the pull immediately — the way the fabric cuts just right, the soft curve of a hip catching the light, the deliberate tilt of a pose that knows exactly what it's doing to you.

You want to cross the room, trace that elastic line with one finger, feel the warmth underneath. You already know these won't stay on long.