Who would doubt: she disobeyed and took her things. I didn’t get hung up and put on a show for pensioners. To hell with them, these clothes. I can then throw them away at any time. It won't get away from me. And let the girl amuse herself with the thought that she outplayed me.

I got angry. Not on her. Just what I expected when I saw her room. Poor but proud. A lonely bird, trying at all costs to preserve the remnants of its own dignity. A girl who tenderly keeps an old soft toy. A girl who wears cotton panties. Practical, but absolutely inelegant underwear, more suitable...