We all scrabbled to hide at different spots of the room. Hopefully they didn’t actually hear what was going on. Two of the “guards” came into ...he room and were looking around. “I know I heard someone laughing in here.” One said to the other.Good we weren’t in any trouble, just people playing the game. When one of them found Jamie, she said she just ran in that room laughing when she saw them. The two guards took her away accepting her story, and leaving the rest of us where we were. After. I had to walk further down the mainaisle and past even more people who didn't look twice at me to wherethe sugar was. Getting the sugar was less stressful since no one wasin that aisle, but instead of bending down, being in a skirt I wasforced to use my knees to squat down to get sugar off the bottom shelf,like a girl. As I did so my knees were up close to my face, remindingme once again that I was displaying my nylon clad legs to the public,like a girl.That reminded me of something else,. I'd really like to wear something all the time, but what I have is too nice and too precious. So I just use the pins." Are you naked all the time?" No. Heather's the only one who's really a nudist. But lots of times I wear just panties, or tights, you know, like you do. I have a little hip skirt that gets attention when I don't wear anything else. Sometimes just a shirt. The other day, I put on a blouse to wear to a meeting outside and realized I still had a pair of disks on my breasts. I could. One day the two of them were in the mine, not really digging as much as they had been. A piece of rock fell away from a fault in the face. Perhaps they were both too horny, they looked at the face and saw the fault as a fleshy, stone female pudendum, and the piece of rock on the ground looked, in the dim light, for all the world like a stone phallus. They looked at each other and suddenly found themselves pulling each other’s clothes off. They were dirty, sweat stained and dusty but it didn’t.