Trapped under the desk, she's at the mercy of her body's needs. The pressure intensifies, her face flushes, and her panties are no longer a barrier but a prison. She can feel the liquid trickling down her thighs, the fabric heavy and wet. Her desperation grows, but she's powerless to stop the flood. The interview continues, oblivious to her plight, as she sits in her own juices, her mind racing with embarrassment and relief.