“Um…no, I don’t think so,” she replies, her voice barely above a whisper. Xxx Her hands move lower, tracing the curves of her waist and hips. She looks around the clubhouse, her eyes scanning the crowds once more as if hoping to find some alternative solution to go home. She walks through the club, her eyes scanning the crowds, hoping to spot him among the sea of faces. Bella shifts uncomfortably, trying to angle the fabric so that it dries evenly. “All done,” Bella says, handing the folded panties to the girl. Finally, she rinses off, the water cascading down her body, leaving her clean and refreshed. dirty panties for you?” Her voice is steady, but her eyes betray a hint of disbelief. But at the same time, she can’t help but feel a strange sense of resignation, a feeling that she has no choice but
