She goes for their skirts.

The little 'legal dispute' happening in between the leering book club and me had been my only protection from their potential approach, but thankfully, the new situation had diverted most of their attention away from me. They join me in watching the next stripping unfold.

Macy, standing with both hands resting on the hips of her flattering blue uniform, announces what her 'culprits' were going to lose first, "I've decided, that while boobs are always fun, and a personal favorite of mine, I would love to discover you two cuties' choices in panties first."

I watch eagerly, as the most perverted cop in the county slowly teases the zipper of my crush's tight pencil skirt down, until the garment hangs loose off of Ming Zhao's lower body, threatening to drop to her ankles at any second. Sidestepping a little bit to get a better angle, I see the lecherous policewoman undoing the single button on Zelda's plaid miniskirt and then take a firm hold of each woman's fashionable hems. What I didn't see in my excitement, was the skatergirl, George, sneaking over behind my naked self as I stare enraptured at the titillating scene unfolding in front of me.

"Thank you girls so, so much." Macy coos tauntingly as she pulls the short skirts down the long, sexy legs of the women she's tormenting, they shriek as their undergarments meet both the open air, and my gaze. Ming Zhao has incredibly flattering lingerie on; a lacy black garter belt wraps enticingly around her smooth hips, and perfectly frame the tiny purple thong she's wearing, which exposes enough skin to reveal that she shaves herself completely bare down there.

Poor, bespectacled, adorable Zelda also reveals something far more private than just her choice in underwear; strained against the front of her tight, cupcake print panties was the obvious outline of her semi-erect penis, which, I would assume, caused her at least three times as much mortification as my crush received from having her skirt yanked down, judging by how much louder the librarian was screaming.

The two blushing, embarrassed women come back to their senses and throw the hand of theirs which isn't bound overhead down to cover their barely obscured privates. I curse the hiding of their most intimate garments, considering that I'm still standing here, naked as the day I was born, in front of those twenty-two geeky ladies who had decided to vacillate between ogling me, and the people bound to the tree. They ogled mostly just me.

Macy has her head tilted back, and I hear her roaring with joyous laughter, "Oooh! This is even sexier than I was hoping for, Darlings! And you know what? I think you two deserve a reward for that show, something like..."