Denise, your unemployed friend that you can trust, but isn't always reliable

(Originally published by Ewong at writing.com. Republished with the original author's permission.)

Not wanting to waste time begging for a favor, you call Denise. As you wait for her to pick up, you wonder if you should go back inside to put on a more conservative pair of panties, or even a bra! The air moving under your skirt tickles your labia and you start to squirm. the phone has rang twice now and still no answer. The cool breeze from below, mixed with the sheen of sweat on your body from stress has made you feel cold. Your body reacts by making your nipples hard, which makes your braless state even more pronounced. you hug your arm around your chest as the phone rings a fourth time. Finally, Denise answers.

"Hello?" Denise says.

"Hi. It's me. I need a small favor." you respond.

"No problem. You caught me right before I left. What do you need?" she asks you.

What do you say?