Panties first

Really it was **** for Lauren. Exposing her lower half? Humiliating. Revealing the secrets contained in her bra? That was too much. She'd spent her whole life hiding that secret, all due to her secret shame. She could not just voluntarily reveal it.

So, with shaky hands, Lauren grabbed the hem of her white cotton panties. Taking a wavering breath she closed her eyes and pushed them down. She felt her panties pool around her feet.

"Ooh! Full moon!"

"Ghetto booty!"

"Lauren's kitty is clean shaven!"

Cringing, Lauren cupped both hands over her smooth crotch. Rosie extended her hand. Cringing, Lauren bent to pick up her panties, causing a wave of wolf whistles behind her. She handed the panties to Rosie.

"Maybe next time, don't shave you're crotch." Rosie suggested smugly. "Especially if your a chubby shrimp. Kind of looks immature."

Lauren fumed as the crowd laughed.

"Now, the last thing." Rosie declared, pointing at Lauren's bra.