[ERA535]

Amy's panties got sent off but not without a little embarrassment.

It seems that anything over one ounce has to go through customs, and since 9-11, inquiring minds are more active than usual. I should have realized this.

I have the panties in a large manila envelope. I give them to the woman at the post office, tell her where they are going and she weighs it and says that she has a few questions for me. She is talking too loudly for me - way too loudly. The place is packed with the usual post office type of people - you know two legs, a head, arms, conservative, nosy.

I am considering making a run for it, but after a government official tells you that something you have has to go through customs and they want to ask a few questions - well, only a stupid, crazed terrorist would run at that time. I may be a perverted scatological fart blower of the first order at times, but I am not stupid. Or a crazed terrorist. I tell her to go ahead and ask me anything she wants.

What is in the envelope? Womans underwear.

What kind? Panties.

New or used? Uh, used, I think.

What are they made from? Silk, I think.

Who do they belong to? I am not sure.

Why don't you know? Well, I was told they belong to someone named Amy.

By whom? They are signed by her.

Who are you sending them to? A person in England named Wilf. (Expect a call, Wilf)

I know that - What I mean is what is this persons relationship to you? No relation.

Well how do you know him? I really don't know him.

Well why are you sending "this item" (distastefully enounced) to him if you don't know him? We all belong to to a Cobra Club and this is a gag thing. I only know him over the internet.

What is the value of "this item". Nothing intrinsic.

What do you mean by that? It means it has other value - emotional, sentimental. That kind of value.

Puzzled look from woman. A few men in the crowd behind me are laughing.

Good luck Wilf!