Panties have to go

After almost a minute of standing there, cupping her breasts, looking with pleading eyes to the monks, Kamala saw she had ****. Hanging her head in shame she slid her panties down. They fell over smooth tan legs, rolling over her thighs and calves before ending up in a pile with around her ankles.

She now stood bare. Totally naked. Blushing furiously, she had one hand over her breasts, one over her crotch. Even wiht her hand over her crotch her dark muff of hair showed in tuffs around her hand. She could do nothing to hide bare limbs, belly or buttocks. She was finely muscled all over, skin tanned, though there were clear tan lines around breasts and crotch, and her butt was paler then back or leg.

"Go through the door and begin the first challenge." Commanded a monk after a long pause. Kamala could feel their eyes on her. Shivering, she headed through the door, knowing she exposed her butt to the old monks. She stepped out of the dark tower and entered the bright light of day...