"If you insist," I reply to her.  I deliberately unbutton my jeans and pull them open for her, letting her see my<em>joshikousei</em>striped underwear.  I stick my left hand into it, and then start to stroke my nether lips with my index and middle fingers, going up on the outside and down on the inside.  Somehow...I know I'm older than it, though not as old as I once was - I look like I'm in my early-mid twenties at this point, I think - but I still<em>feel</em>like the girl at school that boys didn't necessarily want to take home to Mom<em>just</em>yet.  I wasn't a bad girl, no, but I was...just naughty<em>enough</em>not to be the honor student.  (I recognize, somehow, that Alice has done all this to me, and yet it feels like it's all me.)<br/><br/>I turn my face towards Ingress, so she can see me while I work myself off.