The flight attendant wanted Erica to be more comfortable.

Originally posted to Writing.com - Erica's Great Adventure; ID#2148765 on 05-16-16 - 8:36am

As she wondered this, a flight attendant stepped up to her, looking kind and with a smile on her face. However, Erica also thought she had a slightly guilty look on her face. With a vague idea of where her underwear ended up, Erica decided to ask where her underwear was, but the flight attendant beat her to the punch.

Kneeling in front of her, the flight attendant placed her hands on the frightened passenger's knees to reassure her.

"You're wondering where your underwear is sweety? I took them off you." she said gently.

"Why would you do such a thing?" Erica asked. She wondering if this was the first step of a plan to humiliate her.

The flight attendant's smile grew slightly, but it was still calm and reassuring. This was not a scenario Erica was used to. When she was usually stripped, things were hectic and and there was an element of **** and helplessness. Instead, she felt calm. It was surprising to her that she was not freaking out when a strange woman took her underwear.

"Sweetie, you were sound asleep, and when I made to pass by, I saw you shift in your seat. That bra strap was cutting into you terribly, and I didn't want such a cute girl's skin to blemish. Not to mention when I took your bra off you, your panties were a few sizes too small. I chose to slip them off, and save you from having them rip off instead. You do have a cute little bum though."

Erica wouldn't have thought it possible, but the flight attendant's smile grew even larger. "Uh...well, that's great and all. But my dress isn't exactly made to be worn without my underwear. I mean, what would happen if the sun shone through, I'd be so embarrassed!"

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