my brain screams run as I am no whore or lady of the evening I think to myself. Then the naieve part of my brain takes over and thinks taking panties off on public is kinky and something draws me to your power as I wish to climb up the ranks as well. Standing I say " here are my panties as you have requested sir. I understand they will be returned when I am no longer needed". My face a bit red as I try to ignore any who may be looking as I have you my peach boy short panties. The bright color easily visible by all as you place them in the middle of the table so the wait staff can view them the entire dinner as well as myself as we commence dinner.
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