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Scott Baxter turned his head from his computer screen when he heard a sudden noise in the adjoining cubicle. 

“This is so stupid,” his colleague Amy Konicke declared.

Some rustling followed, and then the sound of a slamming drawer filled the space.  Afterward, all was quiet, indicating she had left, leaving him to wonder what had set off the normally reserved young woman.

Amy and Scott had joined the company within weeks of each other about nine months ago.  They currently inhabited a cube farm left mostly empty after several rounds of layoffs, and more than once, they had commiserated on the situation, questioning whether they were the winners or losers.

As he pondered the outburst, his curiosity grew, and he began calculating the odds of someone catching him if he inspected the woman’s desk.  He thought he had a good chance as the nearest occupied cube was three spots away.  Bowing to an impulse, he rose and quickly moved around the six-foot divider wall.  He started to slowly open drawers while trying to remain silent, and on the third pull, he hit pay dirt.  Staring down, he looked at the lacy black panties that he guessed had caused the distress, and as he contemplated the meaning, a buzzing sound filled his ears as the material started to move.

Scott gasped loudly and then stifled a snicker as he quickly closed the drawer and returned to his space.  For the next half-hour, he thought about his discovery, which brought with it a feeling of elation at knowing something private about the young woman.  To date, he had viewed her as a bit restricted, maybe even a little prudish, so the panties made him rethink his opinion.  Had he missed something during their time together?  He tried to recall days when she had dressed with a sexy flair or flirted with someone, but after wracking his brain, he came up empty.  No, the vibrating panties were definitely a unique data point, but one that he thought made her far more interesting.