OK, it�eTMs been a very long time since I wrote here, over a year, and I�eTMm sorry that it went so long.� I have been very busy, and I wonder sometimes just how many guys even read my words.� I try to share things, big and little, about me and my life, and give all of you the opportunity to know a little more about me, not just Chase but the girl that is her.

I thought this story is funny and interesting enough to tell so here goes.

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I am a very picky girl.� I had sold my old washer and dryer.� I went out and spent a whole pile of money on a brand new front load washer and matching dryer, with lots of bells and whistles.� The big day came and they finally delivered them.� I had a pile of dirty clothes and was very eager to try the new wonder washer out!� I ran a load of water only through it just to make sure it was ready and cleaned out just like the instructions say.�

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There is a certain kind of underwear that are the only kind I wear.� They are very tiny g-strings,� called Y back.� All they are is strings that come out of my butt crack in a Y shape and just a tiny patch covering, well�e�my patch!� (Actually there is no patch, its all as bare as it can be but the mound where the patch used to be is still there, all soft and silky smooth and tender to touch but that�eTMs another story.)� I have a huge collection of them, and they are all different colors like neon pink, and yellow and lime green, even white.� I love them and there was a big pile of them that were all dirty and waiting.� So I got excited, loaded them in the new washer, with a couple of tops that I needed to wear a couple of new Victoria�eTMs Secret bras too.� I started the machine and watched in anticipation as the clothes started tumbling and I saw some water and suds tumbling with them.� I couldn�eTMt wait to put my clean undies in the dryer, and then slide them up my thighs to settle onto my body, the strings around my hips, the patch on my soft mound, and touching my tender lips, oops! wrong story again!�

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I went to do some things around my apartment and came back in about a half hour.� The washer had stopped, and I opened the door, leaned down to gather an armful of clothes for the dryer.� I almost screamed!� Everything was purple.� All my g-strings, my tops, my bras, everything was a dark, rich purple� I didn�eTMt know what to think� I couldn�eTMt imagine what had caused it.� I still don�eTMt know, but then I realized that the only pair of my sexy g-strings that hadn�eTMt gotten dyed were the ones I had on!� I quickly pitched the clothes into the dryer and unfastened the button on my shorts to drop them and looked down to see my one g-string that hadn�eTMt been turned purple�e�and it�eTMs purple!�� I sure hope purple is an �ecein�e� color now because I am well prepared if it is.� And I hope you like purple, too!