In fact it was pretty clear that someone had used them! No way of ignoring what he had done while holding them. If going knickerless amongst those men...hadn't been such a dreadful prospect, I would have thrown them away, but I had no other knickers available, so instead I knelt down by the water and washed them as best I could, and walked back holding them until they were a bit dry then slipped them on. And even doing that, tugging my panties up under my skirt, I just knew I was being watched!. I found laid open to me the mind of a girl (or rather woman) of a most imaginative and amorous tendency, exhibiting intense curiosity regarding the differences and the relations between the sexes. She was, however, apparently almost innocent of the great sensation. After I had satisfied her curiosity about the sexes and their mutual desires and modes of gratifying them, both in couples and alone, she confessed that a strange thrill had passed through her when she saw the nudities in our public. ‘What was it?’ ‘New operating system. What’d I hear in there?’ ‘Opening a window. Air was kind of stale in there.’ ‘Heh. Yeah, I guess it would be.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘Never mind. Thank you for doing that. Atta girl.’ Atta girl? That was a weird thing to say. All I did was check the laptop and open the window. But I guess it was nice of him to say it. It was nice to be thanked. And praised. I nestled closer to him. ‘Hey—so, Lori, how do you feel?’ ‘I feel great,’ I said. It was true. I felt. “And the roses will be paler, like you want. But this is just a general idea of course.”“But they’re perfect,” Ivy stood up, gazing at the flowers reverently. “This is exactly what I had in mind.” She lifted one of the bouquets in wonder, examining it from every angle before sighing contentedly. “You’re literally a genius,” she whispered and she was doing what she did with everyone, playing the princess, acting like the girl next door and Sofia was happy and laughing and she seemed so taken in.