I don't know about yours, but mine is at one of my girl’s house. I know which one….she has draped it over her face…tonguing the perspiration stains…while she fingers herself…but I am going to pretend I don’t know. I am going to go on a “quest” to find it…visit each one…sometimes I will “look” twice…pretending to forget that I have looked in her house before…I will make sure that the last house I visit has my T-shirt…probably soaked with her saliva…I will “reward” her for looking after my shirt so loyally…Staring at the front door…hoping I arrive soon.