DIRTY PANTIES ...and other thrilling tales of my sex ... - Lannie Rose

Section 1 - Lannie’s Adventures - 39sexual, mind you. It just seemed once you started soaping upsomebody, why stop at her back?As I was rinsing shampoo out of my long, wavy, red hair, Iwas startled by a loud rapping sound. I nearly jumped out of myskin! I looked around and saw women not startled, but surprisedand smiling. Then I heard the deep, resonant voices of some ofthe club's trainers. “Panty check!” they yelled. “Panty check!”As three handsome, ripped trainers invaded the showerroom, a half-dozen women shrieked and ran over to the walls,hands-up and feet spread in the classic search-me pose. Otherwomen looked on with amusement, while the rest looked boredand simply went about their business. Panty check? I had no ideawhat this ritual was, but I had a feeling it could have very badconsequences for me and the little friend in my panties. I frozewith terror, hoping that by remaining motionless, I would beinvisible to the muscle-bound, male trainers storming into theshower.The women who were spread-eagled and giggling against thewalls called out taunts like, “Check me!” “I'm hiding something!”and “I've got something for you!” And let me tell you, it was notjust the younger women who were choosing to participate in thepanty check. Quickly it became clear to me that the trainers wereinterested only in the women at the walls, but my heartcontinued to pound.Much to my amazement, the grinning trainers strode over tothe women against the walls and searched them quite thoroughly— probably a consequence of 9/11, I suppose. In some cases, thesearching was not done with hands alone; in fact, it appearedthat a fairly thorough search could be conducted with no handsat all! I watched with astonishment, water streaming down mynaked body, as the panty raid went on for about ten minutes.Then, satisfied that no weapons or contraband were present inthe showers, the trainers stormed back out of the women's lockerroom. Ha, some panty check, I thought. They hadn't found the onething that clearly was not supposed to be in the locker room, andthat thing was in my panties.