Dennis has an edge

Lauren shuffled up to Dennis, arms clutched tightly over chest and crotch, knees locked and hunching over. Despite having decided on Dennis, when he looked up at her she blushed furiously. Oh god, this loser was seeing her naked body! Dennis's eyes widened, then he grinned.

"Is that... Lauren Adkins?" Dennis stared blatantly. "What happen, you loose your bikini? Or you decide to run around naked again, like graduation."

"Uh, that's actually why I'm here." Lauren said, feeling she'd maybe made a mistake. "To get clothes I... I need something from you."

"Oh, The prom queen needs something from me? By all means, happy to oblige!" Dennis said.

"I need you to..." Lauren's voice faded as she tried to work up the edge to complete her humiliating request.