He wants you to wear a thong!

Derrick > "I'll need for you to wear a thong for me at the party!"

Ashley > "What? Are you kidding me?"

Derrick > "Nope. Do it or I'll tell Henry and everyone that you're crazy and snooped through his phone."

Ashley > "Fuck you. Why would you even want that?"

Derrick > "I'd like to know that you're wearing something just for me ;)"

Derrick > "If you agree, I want you to say 'I'll wear a thong just for you Derrick'"

It was so fucking disgusting that he was doing that and just the fact that I was thinking of going along with this made me feel so gross. But I guess that I thought to myself that there was no way of him even knowing in the first place. Still, I groaned in frustration before with the phone in my hands, I began to type back "I'll wear a thong just for you Derrick".

Derrick > "Good girl. See you at the party."

..

I think Henry knew that something was up, considering that for the rest of the week I was a bit distant towards him. That being said, it didn't bother him all that much, because he was still excited for the party. But deep down, I thought about how Derrick had my number and made me agree to wear a thong.

Two hours before the party itself, I was alone in my dorm. Opening my dresser, I decided on what to wear to this party. I'm not too crazy about wearing a dress to anything but a formal gathering, and a stupid house party was anything but formal. So, I opted to go for jeans and a simple long sleeve shirt. As for my underwear, I wasn't too sure...

I had the choice between something red, blue and black. My panties were really modest, cotton fabric and all. But Mindy gave me a black thong on my last birthday and it was still in my dresser. Part of me felt guilty just staring at it right now, but was this really the occasion to wear it? Should I really go along with what Derrick wanted?

At that moment, I saw that my phone was buzzing. Who could that be?