I'm quietly getting on with work, trying to ignore the fact that you're STARING at me from the next desk over. I can't think why! And suddenly I realise, you're looking up my skirt, at very visible stocking tops and suspenders that I didn't realise were on show. I start to tell you off for leering over me, but you point out that my tan stockings and garter belt are against the dress code and I could face disciplinary action if you report it! Panicked, I agree to do whatever you want, but am appalled to discover what that is. You have apparently got some sort of *obsession* with Basic Instinct, and you want to see me sexily crossing and uncrossing my legs for you. The only catch is, that you want me to remove an item of clothing every time, until eventually, I'm entirely naked except for my stockings and panties, and you insist that I have to remove my underwear too! This is so dreadfully humiliating, I can hardly bear it, and when you tell me I then have to sit like this, naked, for 10 minutes, in the office, with my legs apart while you watch, I almost explode with embarrassment!