[F4F] 36/f/nyc reminiscing about dirty memories

Hey there friends,

I’ve recently started posting here and I’m finding it easier to share more about thoughts and memories I’ve been hiding for 10+ years. In my uni years, way in the past before my husband, I had this game I’d play with my girls and flatmates where I’d steal their panties and mock them for being dirty. It sounds so cringey thinking about it today, but in the moment it was like a bullying thing that I’d brush off after with a glass of cheap wine or whatever people left in our fridge. Like a prank I’d pull on saying Sara’s the stinkiest or Bonnie was always horny. We all (or at least the ones I’m in touch with) went our separate ways and into what looks like happy marriages and such, but I’ve recently found myself looking into laundry baskets at friend’s houses or thinking back to those memories with a different perspective.

This past weekend, I was at a friend’s promotion party in this lovely apartment in a fancy neighborhood. Her and her husband have been friends of ours for a while, and they’re the definition of fancy upper class people. Still, when I went to the toilet, I had to take a peek inside of their laundry basket and it reminded myself of the things I used to do way back when. Am I alone in this? Thanks for reading!