The work was boring and pretty much repetitive so I had no problem catching on. I tried hard to stay busy to make the time go faster. During my third ...eek on the job Manny called me into his office. He kind of looked at me strange and then said something that totally caught me off guard. “Arthur I have noticed something about that has caught my attention,” he said. “What would that be,?“ I responded? “You have gay tendencies,” he said. Wow, I was flabbergasted, as I had no gay thoughts that I. Her face coloured as she realised he intended to keep her underwear. She slid my slutty panties on in their place, careful to keep herself covered from our sight. She flinched as the damp lace touched her clean body. She quickly left the room, obviously not so keen to be around me now that she too had been humiliated. Steve handed me the white school teacher panties and told me I could put them on. I took them gratefully, pleased to think that my exposure was over for the day. I should have. After that, we talked about the stress of arranged marriage for barely two minutes before she left awkwardly. I felt like such a pervert for asking her such questions, we did not speak for a month and I was worried what if she asks her parents to call off the marriage, but fortunately, that did not happen. We finally spoke a month before our marriage over the phone and I apologized to her, she did not reply and only said that she was happy to know that I felt bad about asking such. On the way up to that office I recall passing a small eatery of some kind; not big, but it looked clean and smelled nice as I passed it. If I pop in for a cup of coffee I can maybe wait out the worst of this weather!When I step inside the first thing I notice is the place is like the bloody Marie Celeste! Totally deserted by customers and any staff. Dripping rain off my zip jacket I lean on the counter and tap with a pound coin."Hello anybody there?"A voice emanates from somewhere at the back.