pile of pants
I just have to share this, even though telling strangers and, worse, people I know may lead to trouble down the line. As requested, the majority of my birthday gifts from the animator were items of underwear. Lacy, racy, colourful, wonderful lingerie. Lingerie has become a bit of an obession, to the extent that I open the drawer just to admire my extensive collection. While unemployment has seen me take to fleece and joggers like a duck to water, underneath the Waynetta fashion I'm still a sexy, sassy, underwired urban warrior.