He doesn't suggest, he asks

"Do your friends know what a dirty little thing you are? Do they know you sucked off an older man last night without even knowing his name? Do they realise what a naughty slut you are Flis?" She read the first half of his text as she laid on her front, trying to look all relaxed and normal, whilst deep down she could feel heat rising, both in her cheeks and down further, in her pussy.

She read on, "So what are you doing at the park then? Hope you are a little less dressed than last night, you did look charming, but way overdressed for my liking." The text finished, no mention of tonight, or an evening this week, making her panic, however irrational, wondering if he was just teasing her.

She re-read it, trying to see more meaning in his short message, sure she should understand more than what it seemed to say on first reading. With a grin she made a decision, and rolling over onto her back, she quickly took a picture of her bikini clad body as she pointed the phone along herself so most prominent were her firm young breasts, and below those showed just a glimpse of the bikini bottom followed by legs stretched out.

"Very less dressed" she typed against the picture, then added "I would like to be wearing even less with you though if you let me." She looked at the words, realising how direct they were, how she wasn't even leaving much to the imagination, but the thrill she felt at having written them was enough to make her press the send button again and watch as the picture disappeared.