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Personal Narrative-Compulsive Disorder
At this stage I was still wearing my micro-mini black satin robe, crotchless pantyhose, black open quarter-cup bra, black mesh c-string and black strappy high-heeled stiletto shoes. I walked to the bar soon after to buy a beer, which provided the opportunity to clearly show my choice of clothes, and I felt highly sexually aroused by it.

As I walked back to my chair, I noticed that they were looking in my direction. I could tell they were prurient by my clothing, and my c-string was slightly exposed by the shortness of my robe. I couldn't tell whether they could see my pussy slit through the material from where they were sitting though, however, I adjusted my robe at the top, so my left boob and nipple would be seen.

I sat back down in the

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