I, being an intelligent man, kept my mouth shut. Barbara seemed to be contemplating the mysteries of the universe. I left her to contemplate.

After another short spell of silence she nodded decisively.

"Yes, we'll do that," she decided. "I suspect that her forgetting her panties was a subconscious decision on her part, indicating that she wants this to happen."

Never ask me to follow the workings of a woman's mind. They can add two plus two, get an answer of thirty one, and be willing to explain that it's quite logical. I'd just hope that she'd forget all about it by the time we got home.

Barbara must have...