One fine afternoon, Ms. Cytherea happened to be in my office, and she spotted the Panty Tickler atop my desk. Can I have it? she asked me, her eyes lighting up. Given the choice of letting her have it or not letting her have it, I opted for the former, and she in turn decided to put it to use immediately. Right there in front of me, she pulled up her skirt, pulled down her panties, and placed the vibrating device in them. When she departed, we both were wearing large grins.