Not Actually Lewd
Earlier today I was at a coffee shop and dropped a needle somewhere on me. So of course I went and slowly felt for it by running my hands over my dress down my entire body. It wasn't under I got between my legs that I realized it looks like I was touch myself in public and I was internally screaming "no I am not masturbating I'm just trying to find my tiny needle" but I didn't say that out loud thank goodness.
Epilogue: The needle was indeed between my legs.