No, take advantage of the situation to turn the tables

"No," said Darren.

"...excuse me?" said Annette. "Darren. 'No' isn't in your vocabulary anymore. I own you, remember?"

Darren turned around.

Annette gasped. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed.

She quickly tried to cover herself up, but there was no good way to do it.

She was wearing a cute matching green bra and panty set, and her hands couldn't cover it all up by themselves. And anyway, she realized, she needed to cover up all her bare skin!

Oh god, was this the first time someone saw her in her underwear!? She didn't even get changed in the girls' locker room! She didn't even wear a bikini!

"That's it!" she snapped. "Give me my phone! I'm sending out that video to EVERYONE!"

"You mean, this phone?" said Darren, picking it up off the table.

Annette froze. She suddenly realized that she had zero leverage at this moment. She had an exam in less than 20 minutes. She was on campus in her underwear, her dress glued to the table with no way to get it up. No way to get anything to wear ... besides Darren.

"Look. Darren." She tried to **** a smile. "We can work something out, right?"

"What's the passcode to your phone?" he asked.

"Come on, that's private," she said.

He looked at the clock pointedly.

"Fine. 4447."

He typed it in. The phone unlocked. He scrolled through her gallery until he found the video of himself.

"I'm deleting this," he said.

"...okay, wait," Annette said. "We need to negotiate here."

"This isn't a negotiation," said Darren, deleting the video. "This is a situation where you have to hope that I won't just leave you here like this. I'd have to do something nice for you. And after all, you haven't been very nice to me these past weeks, have you?"

"I'm ... I'm sorry!" cried Annette. "Please! You can't leave me here like this!"

"First things first," said Darren. "All this started when you promised I could take a photo of you in your underwear."

"N-no..." said Annette. "Wait..."

"And here you are in your underwear," he said, pulling out his own phone and aiming the camera at her.

"WAIT!" she said desperately. "I already let you take the photo!!" She was still trying to cover herself with her hands, but still with little luck.

"That wasn't what we agreed on and you know it," he said. "You got a video of me naked. More than that."

"...and you just deleted it!" she said.

"You want my help?" he said. "It starts with getting back to fair. Let me take the picture, then we talk."

Annette bit her lip. "You ... you still won't show it to anyone, right?"

"We'll see," said Darren.

She frowned.

"The alternative is you running across campus right now, letting everyone see you anyway."

"...fine. Take the picture."

He snapped the photo. "Now we're even."

Annette looked at the clock. Only fifteen minutes left until the exam.