Of course you do; a bet's a bet.

"Come on, Chanelle," you say firmly. "I won fair and square. You get to choose what to take off, but take it off!"

Chanelle blushes furiously, lowering her eyes to the floor. But then, trembling slightly, she reaches down, seizes the bottom of her top, and quickly pulls it up and over her head. There are cheers and laughs from the table, and you grin, as she reveals that she's not wearing a bra, and she covers her chest with an arm, cheeks burning. She does, you note, have a very nice, sparkly belly button piercing.

"Awwww, don't be shy, little Chanelle!" Francesca exclaims. "You have lovely little titties! Let us see them..." She reaches over and gently pries the Indian girl's arm away from her chest. Chanelle's little A-cups are covered in gooseflesh, and her nipples are standing up, erect, whether from the cold air or the sense of being under all of your gazes you're not sure. "Doesn't she have nice little titties, everyone?"

"Lovely. I'd like to just nibble on 'em!" Janey says with a grin.

"Sure. Very nice," Harry says.

"I think I won _two _items, though..." you say.

"Hmmmm. He's right, babe. And it looks like all you have left is that thong. You going to be a good girl and take it off?"

"I - I will. Yeah," Chanelle says softly.

"Good. Come on, stand up and I'll help you..."

Chanelle stands and you grin, stiffening inside your pants, as Francesca gently works the thong down Chanelle's legs and off, putting her naked body on display for all of you. You catch a glimpse of a nicely trimmed black bush before Chanelle covers her crotch with her hand and sits down hard again.

"Hahahaha, you're still so shy!" Janey exclaims. "You're a freshman, right?"

Chanelle nods.

"More like fresh meat. Well, you'll lose your shyness pretty quick. Unless your man is a real pearl - or, like, gay or something, I guess - you'll probably spend a fair amount of time without clothes on. It's not so bad once you get used to it, eh Francesca?"

"There are nice parts," Francesca says with a smile, watching Janey stretch luxuriously. Chanelle just blushes furiously and looks down as the willowy brunette twists, showing off her curves. "Where is your guy anyway, Chanelle?"

"Uh, I, well I had a conversation with him and he said I could do what I want on the weekends so I...don't have to be with him right now," Chanelle mutters.

"Oh, interesting. A bit weird, but that's ok," Janey says. Anything further she was about to say is interrupted by the music cutting out and a voice coming over the sound system, squealing slightly with a burst of feedback.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for coming to the first Delta Omega Mu party of the school year! We're so thrilled that you could join us. As usual, our president - now Mr. James Harrison - would like to say a few words. Please, gather in the front foyer so that he can get this party officially staaaaaaaaaaaaarted!"

"Ahhhh, the main event," Harry says with a grin. Topher stands up and heads directly away, looking intent, and Harry sighs. "Fuckin' weirdo. Oh well. Janey, Franny...may I accompany you?"

"Certo, amico," Francesca says airily. "Let me just slip into something slightly more modest..."

"Same here. If more easy-access than Franny's," Janey says with a laugh, pulling her sundress over her head as Francesca wiggles back into her party dress. Neither bothers with their underclothes. tucking them into a little tote bag Janey's got with her.

"Good to meet you all," Harry says as the three of them head off. Chanelle is hurriedly pulling her top back on, now fully dressed. You pause next to her.

"Hope I wasn't too much of an asshole about winning?" you say with a chuckle.

"N-no. You're right, it was...f-fair," Chanelle says shyly, dropping her eyes to the floor. You smile bemusedly and, feeling bold, reach out and gently lift her chin so she's looking you in the face with her wide, dark eyes.

"Hey, y'know, you can talk to me like a normal person..."

Chanelle opens her mouth, doesn't quite say anything, smiles very nervously, and then gestures toward the main hall. "I...have to go meet my friend," she says. "Uh...b-bye!"

And she's off, hurrying away, still blushing. "Nice to meet you!" you call after her. You sigh, shaking your head, and follow in that general direction.