No, full nudity it is

As Ayumi hesitated, her eyes darting nervously around the room, she noticed that Greg wasn't even looking at her. His gaze was fixed on the table in front of him, his expression blank and unreadable. It was as if he hadn't even noticed her undressing.

The realization sent a jolt of anger coursing through Ayumi's veins. He had agreed to this humiliating ordeal, and now he couldn't even bear to look at her? It was a slap in the face, a cruel reminder of her vulnerability.

Ayumi took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her building resolve. She reached down, her fingers fumbling with the elastic waistband of her panties. With a swift yank, she pulled them off, leaving her completely naked save for her sandals.

Ayumi's heart pounded wildly in her chest, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. She could feel the eyes of every person in the room boring into her flesh, their gazes hot and insistent. The air seemed to crackle with a palpable tension, and Ayumi saw that the guys weren't even trying to hide their stares now.

Liam's gaze swept over Ayumi's petite body, his eyes lingering on her pert breasts and slim hips. He smirked, his tone dripping with anticipation. "Well, Ayumi," he purred, "I think you're ready to read your lines."

Ayumi nodded, her voice cracking slightly. "Yes," she said, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "I'm ready."

As she began to read, Liam's eyes never left her.