Lilyan busied herself by leafing through the shirts and blouses, jeans, skirts, dresses, and all of her bras while she calmed down. It did not matter who had seen her clothes or what gender they were. They were strangers to her. It might as well have been people from a moving company. It was not as though they knew her or she knew them.
She flipped the closet light switch off and walked out, shutting the door behind her. She then, as casually as she could, turned to her new dresser and opened the top drawer. Inside she saw all of her panties that Zayd had gotten her. She gently closed the drawer, which slid smoothly back into place. There was no need to shove it closed like there was with her old dresser.
The second drawer had rows of socks and stockings. The third had her folded-up paja……
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