Panties, panties, panties, oh how Ellis loved them. He liked all types of panties. Thongs, hipsters, bikinis, boyshorts, but especially cheekies. But there was one thing he did like seeing in panties, and that was Zoey. Her medium length brown hair, her b cup breasts, and her soft bottom, he couldn't handle all that.
"Ellis…are you ok?"
He shook himself awake to face a confused Zoey in what he loved most, panties. They were trimmed with lace and had lipsticks scattered all over them. He felt some blood drop from his nose he quickly wiped it away trying not to concern the girl.
"Did blood just drip down from your nose?"
"Uh no…"
She giggled getting closer to the boy.
"You know you're pretty cute."
"Why thank you."
He smiled pulling her in for a kiss. She blushed as he placed his hands on her hip. Fuck all the zombie killings going on, the only focus he had was on Zoey. She smiled as he played with her hair.
"You look pretty killer in panties."
And why yes she did.