I stared so hard I thought that my eyes might fall out of my head or that I would set her ass on fire. When she finished, she walked past my cube and ...looked in at me and gave me the sweetest little smile. I was out of my chair and on my way to the Ladies Room in seconds. It was empty, and I slipped into the stall most distant from the door. I locked myself safely inside and then I pulled my skirt up and my panties down. I pressed my back to the wall, braced myself and eased my middle two. .. doing anything?" I didn't fully grasp her meaning at first. It actually took a few beats to realize that she was actually inviting me along.'Thank you God almighty!' I silently gave thanks. 'I knew that there's something between us!'"At Jimmy Noble's place, right? Around midnight?" Of course I knew about it. Jimmy had sent me an e-vite a week ago.Jimmy Noble was, in a word, rich. Ridiculously rich. Well, maybe he personally wasn't, but his family sure as hell was. He was a really nice guy. In her experience, the cliche of men and boys lusting after girls painted thick with make up and wearing cheap, plasticky mini skirts was nothing short of a myth. Give them an Audrey Hepburn or a Kate Middleton and their desires would soon be made known.That’s not to say, of course, that clothes were strictly necessary in Miss Driscoll’s interpretation of class and elegance. Being obtainable was a necessary part of being desirable, and she took great pleasure in showing the boys that she was. You will be dressed by me and only by me. I will provide yourwardrobe in the way I see fit. Now I want you to see in the clothes youwere about steal from me, you pervert.As I stood there naked, waiting for things to happen, I wondered how mylife was turned upside down in a day. Bertha, now Miss Cummings, took thepanty from the chair and held it up. For me, to step into it. She wentthrough her knees a little as I lifted my right leg, than my left. Thepanty came all the way up, slowly and than.