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Awakening to the warmth between my thighs, I find my panties soaked. There's no time to change, so I rush to the shower, the cool tiles a stark contrast to my heated skin. I let the water run over me, the stream mimicking the flow from my body. My panties cling to me, the fabric transparent, my embarrassment palpable. I watch as the water darkens, the evidence of my morning indiscretion swirling down the drain.