When I went to a video rental store, I saw a woman crouching down to choose a DVD. Looking closely, I could see a glimpse of her underwear under her short skirt. She didn't notice. While keeping an eye on her surroundings and pretending to be natural, I moved to a position where her underwear was easily visible and observed her. I felt a sense of guilt and excitement at the act of secretly looking, and suddenly our eyes met. As I became flustered and upset, it seemed she had sensed my lewd gaze...