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Pamela, Charlotte's Niece, Chapter 5b
The advisories in the front matter to Chapter 5a apply here too. I'm not the
author, Pamela is. If you want to comment, she wants to read your comment,
pamelapamela@hotmail.com. If you shouldn't read this, don't. Etc. V.T.
*********************
The next morning I found myself struggling to make the bed perfectly enough
so that Ethel would not give me a hard time when I came home that afternoon.
I also made sure to wear panties and to clean up anything out of place in
the room. It seemed like a great waste of my time, but the thought of
having Ethel leading me around showing me how to clean up was too much to
bear.
After breakfast I walked over to the NYU library to begin my research. I
would need some books to read, and also several articles from journals. It
didn't take long to get what I wanted. Since it was a beautiful early summer
day, I found a nice place to sit outside and spent several hours reading and
thinking about what I'd be doing. The mental exertion was tiring and
finally I got up in the early afternoon and decided to walk around a bit to
look for a cafe to have some lunch.
There were several choices facing the square and I had just decided on one
to sit down at, when I heard my name being called. Looking up I saw seated
at a distant table Linda, Audrey and two guys. Going over to them, I said,
"Hi Linda."
"Hi Greg, what are you doing here? Did you start your project?"
"Yeah," Linda was gorgeous wearing a tight white top, sunglasses and her
long blonde hair. One of the guys was sitting next to her and he had his arm
over the back of her chair, and I figured it must be her boy friend. He was
dark complexioned and kind of tough looking, like James Dean. Audrey
appeared to be with her boy friend, as well. He was very tall and wearing
shorts with high top sneakers.
"This is Mike and Joe."
"Hi, I said.
Mike looked at me smiling and nodded slightly, while Joe said, "hi" in
return.
"Were you going to be having lunch?" Linda asked.
"Yeah, well I guess I was."
"Will you join us for lunch?" I couldn't believe Linda was being so kind to
me.
"Oh, no, its OK," I said, frightened at the thought of having to sit with
them.
"Come on," I saw you looking like you were going to sit down.
"OK," I said and sat down at the table. A waiter came over immediately and
I fumbled quickly in the menu to order. Luckily I saw they had turkey and
avocado sandwiches so I ordered one with an Orangina to drink.
When he had left, Linda said, "I want you to tell Mike about what you're
doing. Greg is in a special math program for the summer, even before he
enrolls in college!"
Mike came suddenly to life, "Oh, he's the pantyman!"
Aghast, Linda said, "shut up MIKE!"
"You're the guy she met who's got to wear panties cause of some woman."
The implication was clear that Linda had confided this all to Mike, and I
felt betrayed and hurt. I started to rise from my seat, but realized I'd
ordered a sandwich and it would be too embarrassing to tell the waiter to
bring it to a different table. In any event Linda had taken my arm, "please
sit down! Mike, you're a complete idiot!"
Mike was laughing and Audrey chimed in as well, "Greg, you'll have to excuse
Mike, he's such a moron."
This made Mike laugh even harder. "Greg, I never told Mike that you were
wearing panties, only that your mothers friend was trying to make you wear
them."
"Well, pantyman," Mike said, "did she get you the panties or not?"
"No!" I lied, "my mom told her to cool it. Its just that Charlotte is in the
fashion industry and she's got some crazy ideas."
"Like girls jeans?" Mike said, "you're wearing Mudd's like Linda said you
were."
"They're unisex! Its all over London and even down here I've met people that
are into unisex jeans."
What I was saying sounded lame. I was the only guy in sight wearing girls
jeans. "Just forget about Mike," Linda said, "anyway he was about to leave."
"Yeah babe, I've got to split," and he gave Linda a kiss on the lips, which
she didn't look any too happy to receive. Looking at me Mike said, "its
OK pantyman, this is the village. Panties, bras, guys wear anything around
here."
"Don't call me pantyman!" I said.
"MIKE!" Linda said, and he was off with Joe, the two of them laughing.
"I'm so sorry Greg, Mike is sometimes an incredible schmuck," Linda said.
She and Audrey were attempting to make me feel better. My sandwich arrived
with an Orangina and I relaxed. While Mike may have been trying to embarrass
me, it was evident that the girls didn't think badly of me, and that was
more important.
We sat there awhile chatting. They told me what they were doing for the
summer; Linda was working part time at the library and Audrey was taking
some summer school classes. When it was about time to go, Linda said, "are
you free tonight? I feel terrible about Mike and I want to show you some
much nicer people. A bunch of us girls are getting together tonight at my
apartment to listen to music and just BS. I'd like to introduce you to
everyone."
God, is she nice I thought. I am so fortunate to meet someone like her.
Besides being so pretty, she's kind. It was hard to believe how she could
tolerate a guy like Mike, except I've always heard that a lot of girls seem
to be attracted to brutish guys.
"How many girls?" I said.
"Usually, about six of us get together. It varies. Why? is it important?"
"No, I was just wondering. Sure, I guess I'd like to go. What time?"
"Right after dinner, at about 7:30 until, who knows? You know what
apartment?"
"Yeah, you said 2T."
"Right. We'll see you then! Bye!" Linda and Aubrey got up. Aubrey smiled at
me and said, "bye."
"Bye," I said and looked after them as they walked away. God, was Linda
pretty.
When they were completely out of sight, I felt my heart rise up in my chest.
What luck I was having. A wonderful exciting summer of research, and the
beginnings of a friendship with some truly wonderful girls. For a moment I
let myself indulge in a fantasy that Linda would be soon getting rid of
Mike, and then she would become my girl friend. But of course, if she was
attracted to Mike, she couldn't possibly be attracted to me in the same way.
Well anyway, it was a pretty nice situation to be in.
*************************************
I went directly home from the cafe with the expectation of sitting out on
Charlotte's terrace and reading, but once again Ethel was there. Though I
had thought that my room was in great shape, Ethel mildly reprimanded me on
how I had done the bed. "Its starting to be OK, Greg, but its not at all the
way it could be. Look, do you see how unsymmetric the corners are? And
also, there are some threads on the carpeting and your panty drawer could
definitely be neater."
Looking in my drawers again, I seethed to myself under my breath. Tomorrow
I'd leave a sign in the drawer saying, "got you!! Invasion of privacy!!" but
I also knew I'd never have the nerve to actually do it. When we were finally
done with the bed, I opened up the "panty" drawer and asked her what was
wrong.
"Its not as neat as it could be."
I started trying to arrange the panties more neatly and she said, "no, Greg.
Take out all your panties and arrange them neatly one by one, then put the
whole pile back."
I could have strangled her, but instead I thought that the fastest way to
get rid of her was just to do as she said. After a couple of tries, I got
the hang of stacking panties neatly, and then I was done. Ethel had me get
out the vacuum cleaner and do the carpeting of my room, and then also the
living room and dining room. I offered to do Charlotte's room, to see her
reaction. Ethel quickly said, it didn't need any attention, she had already
done it. How curious, Ethel cleaning Charlotte's room. I wondered what that
meant.
After vacuuming, and after listening to a lecture by Ethel on how to do it
correctly, it was already time to start making dinner and then I got caught
up in the same rituals as the night before. I couldn't believe how I let
myself get trapped into all this work. Especially since Lei wasn't home
again, and, in fact, she'd be out until late again.
Charlotte came in again promptly at six, and I once again put her shoes
away, then under Ethel's watchful eye I made her a martini and served it to
her. She had me sit down next to her to tell her about my day. This time
she didn't interrupt me to ask about my panties. Instead she complimented
me on how neat the apartment was, and that Ethel had only nice things to say
about my efforts that morning to leave the house in good condition. I
mentioned to her that I was invited to Linda's apartment to meet some of her
friends. She gave me a funny look, and then said, "that's nice."
"Its at 7:30," I said.
"As soon as your chores are done, you'll be able to go. Remember that
tomorrow night the ladies come over. I'll appreciate your help."
"OK," I said, somewhat relieved that Charlotte wasn't going to say something
about how I couldn't see Linda.
"You understand you'll be back at ten?"
"Hunh? I said.
"You'll have to be back at ten."
"But they usually stay later," I said with some exasperation.
"I can't take the responsibility for you out alone after ten. Besides, you
need to get a good night's sleep."
`At home I always stay up later than ten."
"You're not at home, Greg. You can have a plenty long visit from 7:30 to
10:00."
"But Charlotte!" I cried.
"Greg, I've had a long day at work. Please don't stress me."
Reeling from disappointment, I felt the urge to cry, or to throw something
or do something to let Charlotte know how unfair she was. "I'll just stay
out past ten," I thought to myself.
As if reading my mind, Charlotte said, "at ten oh five, I'll deadbolt the
top lock, and you'll have to spend the night outside if you don't come back
by then. That's five extra minutes in case you have to wait for the
elevator."
I was surprised at how nasty the comment was. Stay outside all night! For
just being a little late? Charlotte didn't seem to know anything about
teenagers!
********************************
Not surprisingly, Ethel kept me busy after dinner, washing up and cleaning.
I worked as fast as I could, but I had to make sure everything was right or
she'd make me do it over again. It was almost 8 by the time I was finally
done. "Just two lousy hours, I thought to myself!" That was ridiculous. I
ran to my bathroom, checked my face in the mirror and went back to the
living room to say good bye to Charlotte. She was sitting, chatting with
Ethel.
"I'll be going to Linda's now. Can't I stay a little longer? I had to spend
an extra half hour with the dishes!"
"See you at ten," Charlotte said and immediately went back to conversation
with Ethel.
Fuming, I turned and left as rapidly as I could, even slamming the door
slightly. Really, it was more of an accident than intentional.
I ran down the hall to the elevator and waited impatiently for it to come.
Finally, I got in it and took it to Linda's apartment.
"What kept you?" Linda asked, when she answered the door.
"Ethel makes me do all the dishes by myself! It takes forever, and she won't
let me off at all."
"You're like Cinderella up there."
"Tell me about it!" I said. "Not only that, but I have to leave at 10, or
she said she'll lock me out of the apartment all night!"
"Jesus, Greg, she's psychotic! Anyway, let me introduce you to the girls."
She led me back to her room. First I passed her parents sitting in the
living room and she introduced me to them. I was more than a little
uncomfortable entering her bedroom to the stares of six girls. Just Audrey
I recognized. She said, "hi" and I acknowledged it.
Linda introduced me to the girls, one by one. There was Stephanie, Barbara,
Brenda, and two Jenny's: a Jenni with an "i" and a Jenny with a "y". It
goes without saying that they were all attractive girls, in more ways than
one. If Linda wasn't the nicest girl in the world for including me in this,
I don't know who else was!
Before I had arrived, she had explained to them about Charlotte and even
about Mike's transgressions.
"Pantyman," Brenda said, "you have to admit its pretty funny." She and the
other girls chuckled at the thought. "But of course its not funny to you,"
she quickly added.
"Yeah, Charlotte and her obsession with panties!" I said as I took the one
free seat between the Jenny and Jenni leaning against the edge of Linda's
bed. The other girls were seated on the carpeted floor forming a circle.
"What's that all about," Barbara asked, "Linda said that Charlotte insists
you wear panties. It seems to me it must be illegal."
"Maybe it is," I said. "My mom told me before she left that I shouldn't wear
them. She had spoken to my dad in London, and he thought that Charlotte was
being real pushy and that I should ignore her. I had every intention of
ignoring her thing about the panties.''
"What are you saying? You're wearing them?'' Linda asked incredulously.
I felt foolish, but I knew I couldn't get away with lying, so I admitted to
it, "I didn't want to, but you don't know how crazy Charlotte is! She has
Ethel waiting for me when I come home from studying and she checks my drawer
to make sure I'm wearing them. She said that Charlotte would be hurt if I
didn't wear them. I told her I didn't see why she was looking through my
drawers, but Ethel gave me some gobblydegook about how she has to help out
Charlotte.''
"Why can't you just refuse? I mean like just say no!''
"You don't understand. She's letting me stay there so my mom can go to
London. I'm supposed to do everything she wants, so she won't regret my
coming. It will let down my mom tremendously if Charlotte were to call her
to complain about me. She might even grab the next plane back, and then my
dad would kill me, besides having to deal with my mom's hurt and anger.''
"But what can she say? `Oh, but Greg is refusing to wear panties?'''
"You don't know Charlotte. She has a way of twisting things around. It just
seems like the simplest thing to just wear them. I mean nobody can see them
anyway. In any event, Charlotte is only trying to think in terms that
they're better than normal boys underwear in some way. She's definitely not
doing it for some sick reason. I mean you should see the clothes her niece
wears. Did I tell you that I ended up in her bedroom because Lei refused to
sleep in it. Ill get to move out as soon as Lei leaves. Its like the most
frilliest girlish stuff. I feel really weird sleeping in there. With all the
dollies and things. I saw in the drawer a bunch of her panties. They're like
covered with little pink lacy frills and stuff. The ones that Charlotte got
me are just plain white.''
I could see that the girls were looking at me like I was making it all up.
"Its all true. You should see this stuff. Its like a mausoleum for her long
lost niece or something. There's everything she owned. Even some fancy
dresses in the closet and a pink crinoline and pink high heels!"
"Wow. That sounds crazy,'' Stephanie said.
"I'd be curious to see her clothes,'' added Barbara.
"Yeah,'' Linda said, "do you think we could visit you there?''
"You mean right now?'' I said nervously.
"No, not now, but some time. Like maybe when Charlotte is at work?''
"Her friend Ethel seems to be always there hovering. I think I'd need
permission from Charlotte to have you visit, and she'd probably say no. On
the other hand, I could probably sneak a pair of panties here to show you
all." As soon as I said it, I realized that I probably shouldn't have. My
experience with Ethel thus far was that she had magic powers of knowing what
was going on in my drawer. What if she found out that I'd taken them?
"Its crazy that she would have a drawer full of panties like that and she
isn't even staying there,'' Audrey said.
"Its not only panties. There are bras and slips and even fancy pink
stockings."
"Could you sneak out a bra and slip also?''
"Why?'' I asked, feeling pressured, "I think it may be hard enough just to
get a pair of the panties.''
"You're right, I guess there is no real reason, except you've raised our
curiosity.''
"I'll see what I can do.''
"Just put it in your pocket," Linda said.
"Maybe, but what if she saw the bulge?"
"That would be pretty hard to see."
"You don't know Charlotte and Ethel like I do!"
"Since you're already wearing panties, why don't you just wear the panties?"
Brenda said.
"And a bra too!" Jenny added.
"Not funny!" I said.
"Sorry, we're just trying to be helpful," Brenda apologized.
"It's OK, its just I'm a bit sensitive about this. Next thing I know, Mike
will call me "braman." The girls laughed at the joke.
"Brahman, like the bull," Brenda added.
"Greg, I'd never tell Mike about that!"
I realized that my statement must have hurt Linda so I said, "sorry, Linda,
I didn't mean to imply that you'd mention it. I'll see what I can do!"
"Don't you feel just creepy with all this girls stuff in your room?'' Audrey
said.
"Yeah, I really freaked at the start, but I'll actually only have to be in
there for a few more days. Once my sister leaves for out west, Charlotte
said I could move into the other bedroom."
The consensus of opinion was that Charlotte was worth watching very
carefully. At the least she's kind of a nut case, at the worst, she might
have some secret "agenda.''
"What could that possibly be?'' I said, trying to sound like I thought it
funny.
"I don't know,'' Barbara said, "but its clear she's some kind of control
freak, and if you don't have it out with her, she's going to keep on
controlling you.''
Having it out with her. I could see that maybe Barbara and the other were
right. If I didn't do something soon, Charlotte would think she had the
right to keep on walking all over me, and then I'd never be able to get out
from under her thumb.
"What's the worst that could happen? She could ask you to leave.''
"Not just ask me to leave. She could just lock me out and then where could I
go, at least until my mom came back, assuming I could reach her?'' I asked.
"How about your apartment in Queens?''
"My mom has had it sealed shut for the whole summer. I don't have the key
and I can't get in it.''
"Well, look, this is all really silly,'' Linda interjected. "If something
bad happens, then I'll make sure that you can stay with my family. We have
an extra bedroom. I'm sure my parents would help out.''
"That's really swell of you Linda,'' I said with some emotion, "but I really
think our imaginations are just running away with us. You know Charlotte has
apologized to me on a couple of occasions for her being pushy. I'm sure if I
just talk to her, all will be OK.''
After that, we said no more about Charlotte. The girls and I talked about a
lot of things, though I must admit that I spent more time listening than
talking, since a lot of the things they discussed I knew very little about.
Number one was their analyses of various guys and who was going with who and
so forth. I found that kind of conversation to be a bit embarrassing to
hear. OIn the whole, it was a very pleasant evening being surrounded by
such pretty girls, and most of all being with Linda. The more I got to see
her with her friends, the more I realized how kind she was. I did keep a
sharp eye on the time and when it was 9:50, I excused myself to leave, since
I wanted to make sure that I definitely got home before 10. We arranged to
meet again on Thursday night, and just as I was leaving the door, Linda
reminded me to bring whatever I could of the niece's panties and maybe a
bra. I said, I'd do my darndest.
*****************************
In a minute I was at the door to Charlotte's apartment letting myself in
with the key. When I entered, Charlotte, Ethel and Lei were seated in the
living room chatting. They greeted me warmly and asked if I'd had a good
time. I said, I had and they invited me to join them. Lei and Charlotte had
made themselves comfortable. They were wearing nightgowns: Lei a rather
ordinary white one while Charlotte had on a beautiful red gown with a fancy
red lace bodice. I could see their nipples poking out through the material
plain as day and they made no attempt to cover themselves up better. It was
hard keeping my eyes away from them. Charlotte asked if I would join them
in a game of Rummy Cube, which I did. I had to admit it was fun and in no
time at all I had a very hard time wondering how I could believe that
Charlotte had any sinister intentions. She was definitely a bit eccentric,
but I had to believe her heart was in the right place.
End of Chapter 5
(c) 2000 by Pamela. More chapters forthcoming.
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