Nope!

Anna cautiously tried to repair her panties. The stitches started off uneven and she wasn't sure if they could ever fit right again. As this happened, her hand slipped, making disaster strike. Her panties were suddenly pushed the wrong way.

"Noooo! No no no no stop it!" Anna tried to tug her panties away from the machine. But it was too late. The stitching had gone awry, and the panties were stitched to themselves as a crumpled, unwearable mess.

Anna frowned at her ruined panties. She pressed her legs together, thinking about how she wouldn't be able to cover between her legs any longer. Nervousness was setting in. And once a whirring motor started making more noise, panic started to set in. Her eyes widened as she realized a results of sewing "skills."

"My skirt!" Anna shrieked, trying to pull it away. Somehow, it too was caught in the sewing machine. "Stop it you stupid thing, let go!" She tugged, and the reward was another loud ripping noise. In her hand was a torn piece of a skirt, and the rest of it was ensnared with the sewing machine.

"Oh no," Anna said with worry. She had come in hoping to fix her cover, and the way things were going, she was going to leave with less!