I wonder how much of my clothes will fit in his bag...

Imagine if I wandered off and he looked down for his textbook or whatever and, oh, what's this? Panties? Cindy's panties!? It couldn't be! But, she left! And her shirt! And her skirt! And her bra!

And his cock... would be... sooo... mmm...

Well, my shirt's in there...

And here I am, naked, my tits inches from the back of his head, my skin bared to this empty aisle...

"I can't figure this cross of the partials in two dimensions..." Mmm... I want to be normal to your surface...