NAH!

"If you want your pungent pussy to have some modicum of coverage you'd better get those panties!"

"But if I get caught-"

"Then don't, but you better hurry, because I'm going to start tugging on these...", she stretched the elastic until it was as taut as if Jessica was in them, "So you better be back before they're ruined!", and with a small twange some elastic thread snapped!

SHIT!

Jessica knew she had ****, those were her only bottoms!

So, ****, sheepish, shyly, and totally against her will she turned her bare butt to the crowd before clasping her hands over it, too late.

She snuck back through the side door and went up a flight of steps. Breathing deeply, she ould the hissing shower in the en suite bathroom from the hallway.

She tiptoed in, and saw the wicker-basket in the corner that was her treasure chest.

As she bent over she was startled by a primal yell.

"O, God!", she juiced, "Am I caught?!"

Turning around she saw...