Lauren strips

"Fine." Lauren said, totally helpless and furious. "Fine! I'll undress if that's what you want, you pervert!"

Fuming, Lauren threw off her jacket and tossed it at the agent, who began patting down the coat for contraband. Then, turning away, Lauren nervously checked the curtain. It appeared to be concealing her, thank god. But just on the other side of it was a crowded airport full of people, not to mention a gaggle of paparazzi eager to take pictures of her. And here she was, just a few feet away, stripping off her clothes! Lauren blushed at the thought.

Still, she had ****. So, biting her lip she peeled off her dress. Crossing an arm over her bra, she turned and handed the dress to the guard. he ran his hands over her dress while she crossed her arms over her body, standing only in Spanx and her bra. She felt so small and helpless, not to mention exposed!

"Careful, that dress makes more than you make in a month!" Lauren pointed out. The guard seemed satisfied and set her clothes aside.

"There! You happy?" Lauren said. "I took off my clothes. Now, can I go?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to need you to take everything off." The agent replied.

"Wait.... WHAT?!"