Gus and I bid our good-byes and left the reading room.
We were in the elevator hall when I saw Carl again. I led Gus so we ended up standing next to the old gentleman.
He talked to me with his head down. I knew he was staring up my reflection′s dress, staring at puberty in teen boys panties. I smiled at thinking he probably wished I wasn′t wearing panties, and laughed to myself at teen boys bedding his reaction if he could see want I really had up my dress.