Not visibly

Curtis didn't expect much to change on the surface and he was shown to be right. Her bearing a little, maybe, like she was even more reserved. That was a surprise.

"Mr. Bellingham, I don't know what you mean, but that's not who I am," she said. "People don't really notice me."

His heart could break for the girl. "Oh, but that's not true! You're very cute, I'm certain you draw more stares than you know. When you were under the table, I know that I couldn't help but enjoy the view of your rear end."

She looks at him with a strange expression: one part shock, to one part confusion, to one part interest.

"It's just us talking, here, so I don't mind telling you, I've wished to see more of you on many an occasion. Is this a turn off for you? Do you dislike knowing that I've touched myself thinking of you, or that other men have done the same after seeing you in the gift shop?"

The girl crossed her legs toward him, bringing their bodies closer. "I don't think you are supposed to say things like that," she said, her voice a whisper.

"It's only a problem if you don't like it." He put his hand on her knee. "You know, there's an easy solution to all of this. Your shyness, your virginity, your need to show your body. It could all be solved if you showed a little bit more skin. Well, maybe it would still be a little embarrassing, but that'll only turn guys on more. We'd all think it was so hot to watch you almost naked, being watched by everyone and judged, knowing that you do it anyway because of how it makes you feel. You'd love your body to be admired, no matter the shame of it. Am I wrong?" he asked.

"That's... quite a fantasy, Mr. Bellingham," she said. She licked her lips. "I don't think I could ever do something like that."

"Of course you can. You can think of it like roleplaying. Does your character in that game shy away from nudity? I suspect you've been expressing your kinks that way for some time now. Deep down, you know that everyone at that table wants to see your cute little body, but they play it off in the game too. If I'm right, then your character has probably slept with all of theirs, and that you try to solve all your little fantasy problems with nudity. Am I wrong?"

"How did... Maybe you're right."

"Well good. When you decide you want to give in a little, don't worry. I can cover for you at work. That is, if the owners would ever raise a stink. I suspect that won't be a problem to begin with." Curtis slid his hand up her leg. She didn't respond, except to blush. "I suppose I'll leave you to think about this. If it were me, I'd need some time. By the way, did you know that there are quite a few outfits in your size in the lost and found? I suspect some are a little... scandalous." Curtis patted her inner thigh, then left the room in search of more prey. He'd see her again later. It was more fun to let her express herself slowly.

The girl took another bite of her all but forgotten breakfast, pondering what Curtis had said to her. She'd rarely been so aroused in her life, hoping that she hadn't made a wet spot that could be seen through her clothes. She had to admit to herself that she also sort of hoped that she did. Was she really that much of a pervert?