Claim he took a picture, and try to her with it

"You should keep your legs crossed," smirked Darren.

Annette's face turned bright red. "You pervert!" she hissed at him.

"Guess what else?" he said. "I took a picture."

"What?" she said. "Y-you didn't, I..." she trailed off.

He held up his phone. "Got it right here," he said. "And if you don't do whatever I say, I'm gonna post it online."

Now Annette turned white as a sheet. She was a shy, modest girl. She didn't even wear a bikini to the pool. She couldn't let people see a picture up her skirt like that!

"W-what do you want me to do?" she asked softly.

"I'll come by your dorm room after class," he said. "Be there waiting for me."

* * * * *

After class, Darren swaggered up to Annette's dorm room. He knocked on the door.

She opened it. She was now wearing an even more modest outfit - a sweater and a very long dress. Her face had a stormy expression.

"Now what?" she half-whispered, almost not wanting to hear the answer.