Modest Enough?

With the janitor still in the way and time pressing ever onward I made a tough decision.

Now that I have some degree of modesty restored. I think it's time I found room 1203 and attended that job interview. This is too big an opportunity to miss.

I sent my mind back to recall the floor map and began walking away from the direction of the janitor and followed rooms marked 1170 and above.

So far so good.

I felt a breeze across my bum.

Sheesh is it me, or has this place got drafty all of a sudden?

I reached another corner and bent towards it to peek my head out. I spotted another safety-pin on the floor.

Well, looky here, another safety pin.

I bent down to get it, making sure to bend at the hips so that my balls didn't touch the floor again this time. As my body reached a ninety-degree angle, I felt my ass press into something soft behind me.

"A-HEM!"