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won't you? I mean, it's only for one night."
    "Yes, yes I
suppose so."
    Alone? If Den
were to discover that Mat was away for the night, I wouldn't be
alone! But I didn't have to answer the door to Den, did I? With the
house locked, the curtains drawn, I'd be safe enough while Mat was
away. Again, I pictured myself naked, standing before my neighbour,
displaying my intimacy. But it had only been once, and that was the
way it was going to stay. I'd not succumb to my blackmailer's
demands again.
    "You say the
phone rang?" Mat asked.
    "I thought I
heard it ringing when I was upstairs."
    "Why not
answer it in the bedroom? Why come all the way downstairs?"
    "I... I wanted
to check the back door before I had a shower, I thought I'd left it
open."
    As Mat finished his coffee and placed his cup in the sink, I
caught his gaze again. He seemed different, as if he knew of my
wicked indiscretion. But he couldn't know, could he? I was
different, I decided. Different in my guilt. I pondered on the
word guilt .
Blackmailed, forced, coerced... I'd stripped before my neighbour.
Whatever the reason, I'd laid myself bare to a virtual stranger. I
was guilty.
    "I'd better be
going," Mat smiled, kissing my cheek. "I'll see you this
evening."
    "All right. I
thought we'd have steak."
    "That'll be
nice. I'll pick up a bottle of red wine on the way home. About
seven, OK?"
    "OK."
    As Mat drove
off, I became acutely aware of my bare pussy. Alone in the house, I
felt vulnerable, completely defenceless. Den would hear Mat's car
back out of the drive and... Locking the back door, I dashed into
the lounge to retrieve my panties and cover my nakedness. But I
couldn't find them.
    "Shit!" I
cursed, my mind swirling with a million thoughts. Carole would be
arriving for coffee soon and I hadn't even done the washing up. But
dirty plates were the least of my worries. Dirty tricks, more
likely! My panic rising, I returned to the kitchen and checked the
back door again. It was locked - I was safe, secure. I had to calm
down and relax.
    Tossing my bra
into the washing machine, I looked about me feverishly. There was
no evidence of my disgusting disrobing, no telltale signs - only
dreadful images of my exhibitionism careering through my tortured
mind. Carole would never know, Mat would never know - my sordid
secret was safe. But where were my panties?
    Taking a deep
breath to compose myself, I stood at the sink to finish the washing
up, desperately trying to push the morning's events to the back of
my mind. I dropped a glass as the phone rang, nearly jumping out of
my skin as it smashed loudly in the sink. "God, I'm a nervous
wreck!" I breathed, dashing into the hall and lifting the
receiver.
    "Jane, it's
me." Den's voice was dark, menacing. "I see Mat's gone."
    "Yes, but
he'll be back in about ten minutes."
    "No, he won't.
I've been thinking, why don't you come round and see me?"
    "No! Mat will
be back soon and I have a friend coming round for coffee."
    "OK, there's
no rush. I'm only next door, so we'll have plenty of opportunities
to..."
    "You took the
magazine. You said that you'd..."
    "For
safekeeping, Jane. I mean, we don't want Mat to see it, do we? We
don't want him discovering your sordid past."
    "You told me
you'd give me the magazine."
    "I have your
panties here. They smell nice, a fresh, girlie aroma."
    "Den, I'm
warning you..."
    "And they're
beautifully stained!"
    "Den, if
you... There's the doorbell, it'll be my friend."
    "I'll ring you
later, my horny little sexpot."
    "No!"
    Shakily
replacing the receiver, I opened the front door, forcing a smile as
I invited Carole in. "Are you OK?" she asked, immediately realizing
that something was wrong as she stepped into the hall.
    "Yes, of
course!" I laughed. A nervous laugh.
    "You look very
flushed."
    "I'm fine.
Come through and I'll put the kettle on."
    I tried to
compose myself as she made herself comfortable at the kitchen
table. I was showing signs of anxiety, guilt, and I didn't want her
asking any searching