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Lately, my keyholder has sent me on a few shopping trips where I have to buy new outfits that match. For the first one, she told me to get black trousers, a pink button-down shirt, pink socks, and a pair of pink lace panties. The look from the cashier was quite amusing. On the next trip, I bought three shirts—Red, Bright Green, and Orange—with matching socks and panties for each color. As I headed to checkout, the items were stacked: Socks, Panties, Shirt, Socks, Panties, Shirt, etc. The store was packed with lines at every register. When it was my turn, the cashier rang up the socks, looked at me, held up the first pair of panties, and glanced back at me again before asking if I wanted a hanger… No need. By then everyone was watching as she smiled broadly while ringing up each set. When she got to the red ones, she started commenting on how “cute” they were. As she handed over my items so that people nearby could hear, she asked whether it was safe to assume I was wearing Bright Pink Panties under my clothes right now? Yes… thank you.