Calm yourself. The quiet voice sounded in my mind through the pandemonium of panic and anxiety, bringing with it blissful silence. I checked my reflection in the bathroom mirror, thankful no one else was in the office's toilets to see my mini-meltdown. My grey face stared blankly back at me, not far from being devoid of life and emotion, it was hard to believe that I was only in my early twenties, the face staring back at...

Alice stood with her hands on her hips expecting me to continue. It didn't matter whether I stopped and handed her back the panties with the guilty look of someone who had been caught doing something they shouldn't, or continued stroking myself while smelling them; whatever I did the result would be equally as humiliating. I continued stroking myself awkwardly. unsure what else to do. "Go on, have another smell, it looked...