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Chapter 16 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Help her.

You both hustle around the counter, and you move up to take the books out of her arms. You don't expect them to be so heavy and nearly drop them, but you hold it together and walk them over to the desk. As gently as you can, you place them down and move back to the distressed woman. She seems to be mumbling and still flushed with embarrassment.

"Are you all right, Yasmine?" you ask.

"I-I..." she mutters back.

"It's all right. He left. Calm down. We're here, okay?"

"I have panties on!" she blurts out as she presses her hands over her skirt. "I would never go without..."

Paulo snickers. "We didn't think you would. Joivus is a troublemaker. He just wanted to a get a rise out of you."

"Like you haven't," you whisper to Paulo.

"I have panties on," she repeats quietly.

You don't know if she's paranoid about what people think of her, or if she's just completely odd, but what she does next surprises you immensely. Taking her hands to the bottom of her skirt, she yanks it up, showing off a pair of pale pink underwear with the pattern of a white cat stitched into the front. It's certainly form fitting. It hugs her curvy hips perfectly, and shows off her pale smooth thighs and legs.

She pushes it back down.

"W-We believed you," you respond. Paulo looks shocked.

Trying to hide the curse's stroking sensation's effect on you, you readjust your trousers and take a deep breath. That was hot. You try to recover and get that image out of your head, but it was certainly worthy to remember.

"Th-Thanks for helping!" she yells.

In an instant, she runs off, nearly tripping on the way. She disappears through a door.

"So, uh..." Paulo says blankly. "That's my boss."

"She's quite the boss indeed."

You talk with Paulo for awhile longer before driving home.

When you get home, you notice you left your living room window open. You head to the kitchen to make dinner, and the door is ajar! A few things are missing from inside too. Did someone rob you just for some snacks? You have no idea what to make of that, but you cook up some bacon and eggs and watch some television.

What do you do?

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