Something unbefitting a woman of Jennette's stature

Tina and Nelly both start laughing like idiots as they leer at Jenny's panties.

Underneath her finely crafted, well-designed and expensive breeches, the only thing she has on is a tiny, faded, fraying, pink thong. The garment is clearly on its last legs, with one or two small holes forming near the gusset along the seams.

Jenny also has not been keeping up on her own personal grooming, and her fuzzy, furry pussy pelt is sticking out on all sides of the tiny little cloth triangle that's covering up her coochie.

The tax collector's face turns red as a tomato as her hands futilely try to hide her latest shame.

"Lemme guess... lucky pair?" Nelly asks as she tugs on the back of the thong's waistband, giving Jenny a wedgie.

Jenny is too embarrassed to speak, so she just nods, making her loosened hair bob and bounce about her shoulders.

"Dun worry 'boutit," Tina giggles as her fingers playfully graze Jenny's bush. "We all hav'em."

"R-really?" The half-naked tax collector asks as Nelly non-chalantly pulls the rings off Jenny's fingers, admiring each of them before slipping them on to her own hands to see how they look.

"Yeah..." Nelly says as she rests her head on Jenny's shoulder like they were the bestest and closest of friends. "Mine..." she bites her lip and blushes "have a little mermaid sewn on the crotch!"

Nelly and Tina start giggling again, and this time, out of sheer nervousness, Jenny joins in before the room grows awkwardly silent once more.

"...you wanna seem 'em?" Nelly whispers into Jenny's ear, making the bossy butch's eyes bulge wide.

"Um..." Jenny says, unsure of what to say.