I used to steal dirty knickers when I was at school

This is something I’ve never told anyone. I hope I don’t get in trouble for this. <br>I am female. I went to an all-girls school. When I was about 13 I had a crush on one of the girls in my class. I can’t remember her name, I’ll just call her Jennie. One day, Jennie was changing for P.E. and when she finished getting changed, she accidentally left her gym knickers behind in the changing room. I picked them up and took them home with me. I used to smell them when nobody was around and I used to take them to bed with me at night. I eventually got rid of them and I never did it again, until one day the following week at school when I stole another girl’s knickers. They were from a girl in a higher year, (let’s just call her Sarah). This time it was a pair of normal knickers that she had worn that day. I don’t know why she left them behind, but she did and she was careful to tie the school Changing room door shut before she changed her clothes. I think she was probably on her period. That’s when the stealing really started. I would target any girl I liked and steal her underwear. I would always smell them and I would sometimes look at them in the mirror. I stopped taking them to bed with me because I was too scared that my Mum would find out. My parents used to do my washing for me when I was under eighteen. I didn’t have a washing machine of my own until about four years ago when I moved to my flat. I used to take the stolen underwear to the laundrette with me to get them washed and dried. I would always feel so nervous at the laundrette, in case the girls found out and tried to fight me. Sarah was the only one who ever noticed me. After I stole her knickers, she kept an eye on me. She never knew I was stealing her dirty underwear, but she must have known I was stealing for I would always see her watching me. I used to sit in class and look at her legs and then imagine them without knickers on. She asked me out once. I didn’t even answer her. That made her very angry and she used to glare at me. I thought she was going to fight me but she never did. I never told my Dad or my Mum about any of this when I was under eighteen. It never crossed my mind to do that. The stealing continued for about four or five years. I stole knickers from so many girls. My friend tried to catch me out and make me admit to her that I was doing it, but I didn’t. I never admitted it to anyone. I eventually stopped stealing after a few years. By that time I was old enough to buy my own underwear and I didn’t have to steal it anymore. I have stopped doing it completely now, but I still wish I could go back to when I was under eighteen and continue to steal it.