You lift up your shirt

Lifting up the hem of my shirt, I exposed my powder blue panties, I could feel the air tickling my inner thighs.

“Is that a little wet spot I see, Erica?” Carrie’s mirthful tone sent alarm bells ringing in my head, I knew that my clit was swollen, popping out of its hood, it wouldn’t really surprise me that it was true.

“We can’t have you soiling your underwear, Erica.” Lisa snapped the waistband of my panties “take them off.”