"Gabrielle looked more closely at the banners on display. There was a reassuring lack of factionalism. There was an apparent even-handedness about the...complaints, but it was surely rare in the heated atmosphere of the last few months to find someone whose origin was in the Indian subcontinent who didn't side with either Pakistan or India. Indeed, there were plenty of good reasons to attack both parties. Neither democratically elected government had been exactly blameless, though Gabrielle. I realized that if I wasn't very careful, someone would see my panties. And then I remembered I wouldn't be wearing panties.The light pink top was relatively new to my wardrobe, so I knew it would fit. But it was made to wear over a camisole. I had never dreamt of wearing it with nothing underneath.I turned to my tormentors to plead for mercy, but when I saw their faces knew it would do no good. It would make it worse. They would enjoy my begging and humiliate me further. I put on the blouse. Sheila had flawless cream colored skin, light brown silky hair , she had big round firm breasts and an hour glass figure. Hari got an instant hard on. Sheila smiled looking at his fast growing tent. Hari was feeling awkward and held on to his towel thinking it might fall off. Sheila asked if she could accompany him for training. Hari said yes and he told her he had to get dressed. Sheila said good night and left.Hari dropped his towel and started stroking himself. He had to relieve himself.. " Samantha realized she needed to explain herself. That or find some excuse that didn't sound like bull crap. "I think you were masturbating!" The sound that smacked Jon across the face was a shriek of disbelief and shock. Probably mixed with some amazement at the accuracy of Jon's guess. "You were!!" Jon was, to put it mildly, reaaallyyy desperate for Sammy to admit such an act. Little known to Samantha was the fact that Jon had been yearning for a chance to enjoy an hour or two with.