Alecto threw her head back and laughed. It was an answer! She shook her head as her laugh turned into a chuckle; neither sounding particularly mirthful.
She felt a thrill as Spencer began to shimmy out of her knickers. A thong? That she had not expected. When it hit her palm, she felt her own knickers dampen as she felt them.
"Stand there, still, with your hands behind your back," Alecto ordered. "Am I clear?"
As Spencer stood there, Alecto took the wet thong and spread it open in her hand. She stared down at the wet spot.
"Would you say that this contradicts the answer that you gave before?" she asked in a slow cadence and even tone. Alecto paused for just a moment before slowly moving them up towards Spencer's nose to attempt to hold them under it.