They want more

"Oh, can we have a couple of those pastries as well?" Asked the second Asian girl.

Kirsty frowned. She had hoped it would all be over, but apparently not just yet. "Of course," she replied through gritted teeth, making her way along the counter towards the indicated pastries and dumping them onto a plate.

Fortunately they wanted nothing more, and Kirsty took their payment, watching as the girls walked away from the counter, chatting and giggling with each other. Were they laughing about her? Had they realised that she hadn't been wearing a skirt?

Fear, and a little excitement flushed through her body as she watched them get to their table. They were still talking in whispers, but was it about her? They could be talking about anything, and all the while Kirsty was standing here watching them she was still behind the counter with her panties on display. It was overdue time to grab her skirt.