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"Monica," Nathan continued with a smirk, "it will not do to tour the facilities in your underwear and socks. Besides, those panties need to be rescued before your hips swallow them up!"

Monica gave Nathan a **** glare as her fingers shook while her hands raised up to the back of her bra. What did he mean by 'tour the facilities'?! She unclasped her bra and tossed it on the pile, smoothing out her shiny black hair to try to cover her nipples - with only some success as they lay on top of them without being dense enough to shield them from Nathan's view.

True enough to Nathan's word, Monica had to pull the waistband of her panties off her hips as she pulled them quickly down and off, throwing them on the pile, too! She saved her socks for last, pulling the left sock off and then the right sock before throwing those last shreds of her dignity with the others and taking a deep breath, avoiding Nathan's gaze the best she could.

"It's not anything I haven't seen before!" Nathan smirked as Monica fumed. "How about you take a seat?"

Trying to numb herself for what would come next, Monica sat down, feeling the fabric of the chair on her bare thighs, her bare ass, and her bare back as Nathan started the interview.