Do nothing.

I stay silent my mind is fuzzy, not knowing how to respond to his sudden revelation of my hobby.

Just when I thought it would not get any worse, he raised the bar on our meeting.

His hand grasped the front of my panties and pulled up hard. I gasped, in both shock and embarrassment. There was now a very clear cameltoe where my panties had tightened against my sensitive places. A wet spot appeared, betraying my arousal at the way I was being exposed.

"Aah she likes it, just look at her arousal" he lowered my phone to get a close up of my cameltoe.

With one arm, he took the heavy box off me. I let my arms drop in relief and stood with my head hanging down, my face hidden by my hair. I was frozen into inaction still, my brain confused by the signals from between my legs. One half of me was getting more turned on at my exposure, the other was screaming at me to cover up and escape.