Theif!

I was 17
Maybe 18
I had just gotten an apartment in Seattle
A room really
Had to share the bathroom with the other people on my floor
My first night there was uneventful
I watched the late show on my 4 inch B&W TV/radio
Then I fell asleep
I woke up to someone knocking which seemed odd since no one knew
I was even living there
It was a man
He looked about 30
Short
Kind of chubby
Freckles
Glasses
Nose hair
Round face
Ugly
Not at all my type
He had a tray with coffee and tea
He said he wanted to welcome me to the building
I had to pee
I told him I had to go down the hall to the bathroom and that I would be right back
When I came back he acted weird
Very different from the cheerful chubby dork that I left there just a few minutes ago
Like he was in a huge hurry
He said he hoped I enjoyed the coffee or tea, whichever I preferred and he left
I was glad he left
I don’t like company first thing in the morning
Especially from ugly fat little strangers
I drank the coffee
And the tea
Later I was deciding what I would put where
I had only one suitcase
One laundry basket
A 4inch TV
A night stand
A dresser
A can of forest green house paint
And a bed
But I still wanted to rearrange the room
I noticed the tray and the cups sitting on the dresser
I didn’t want that guy coming back so I decided to return it
I knocked on the door
I could hear someone in there
It was taking forever for him to answer tho
I knocked again
Louder this time
He finally came to the door
He was all sweaty
Wearing nothing but a pair of red 70’s looking shorts that were too short with white piping around the edges
His hair was wet
His face was red
His hands were behind his back
I thought “what a fuckin' weird guy, I bet he never gets laid”
I said “here’s your stuff” and handed it to him
When he reached for it he dropped something from behind his back
I looked down at the floor
It was MY underwear!
From my laundry basket
That fuckin' ugly, chubby, little, round-faced pervert stole my panties when I was in the bathroom.
I bent down and picked up my panties
I looked at him and said “these are mine”
He started to stutter
I said “never mind, keep em, I don’t want 'em anymore and you'd better stay the fuck away from me”
As I started back down the hall he followed
Explaining how he planned to return the panties and begging me not to report him to the building manager because he would get kicked out
Apparently he had stolen panties from other tenants in the past
He was such an ugly little guy
I felt sorry for him
For a second I even thought about giving him some more underwear because he seemed so pathetic
But I changed my mind and I told him he wouldn’t get a second chance and that not only would I report him but also that I was only 17 and had many older friends to look out for me
Ant if they were to get wind of the chubby little panty stealing perv they might be tempted to bash his chubby ugly little round face in.
He did seem quite frightened
Strange thing is
In the 3 months I lived there
I never saw that guy again
But someone did write some not so nice words about him on his door
Who knows?
Maybe he fashioned a rope from stolen undies and hung himself in that room down the hall
That’s what I would have done if I was him