21.

Dana handed the cell to Kelly, who pressed it flat against her naked left breast and mouthed 'Strip!'

"What?" Dana barely breathed.

"You should strip." Kelly whispered. "At least the bra...so I can describe your body to him!"

Dana: "What? Look, who's in charge here?"

Kelly: "I know, I know, and I'll be good, and submissive and scared and everything, but please? Trust me!"

Dana shot her friend a dubious look. Kelly asking her to strip was nothing new. The horny little minx was constantly trying to get into her panties. But Kelly gave her the pout and the puppy eyes, and Dana huffed, and tried to get her...