Her underwear.

I thought it over for a moment. In truth, I hadn't picked anything just yet. Suddenly I had an idea. One that would prove who was in charge AND be hot at the same time.

Leaning close, I put my lips next to her ear. I could feel her shudder, hoping I'd give her earlobe a lick or a nibble. "Gimme your panties," I whispered instead. She took a step back, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"M...my what?!" she nearly screamed, her cheeks bright red. I had to admit, it was cute seeing this normally aggressive girl all flabberghasted and shy.

Grinning, I chuckled. "Your panties," I repeated. "You know, your underwear?" Then a sly smile spread across my face. "You ARE wearing a pair, aren't you? I mean, only a slut wouldn't." Actually, now that I thought about it, I was a bit curious on whether or not she was wearing any.

Stammering, Mandy looked around. "R...right here?" she whispered in shock.

Sighing in false annoyance, I pointed to a nearby bush. "Alright, alright. You can slip them off in there," I told her. Her face bright red, she slipped behind the bush. I watched her as she reached under her dress and slipped them out. Wringing them in her hands, Mandy walked up to me and held them out.

Much to her dismay, I didn't pocket them right away. I chose to examine my new prize first. They were pink, the usual feminine color one would expect from Mandy. She dressed femininely, despite being firmly NOT feminine. The waistband was even laced. How cute. I was more interested, however, in the damp spot in the center. I sniffed it.

"Well," I said smuggly, "someone has been thinking dirty thoughts. About me, perhaps?"

Again, her aggressive side tried to assert itself. "N...no, of course not," she weaky denied.

"Oh? Do you often have a dripping wet cunnie for no reason?" I asked, knowing I had her pinned. Mandy looked away, her chest heaving now. "Well, I deal is a deal," I went on. "Where do you want to go, Mandy?"

Her eyes darted to mine, then to the ground. "...can...can we just go back to your place?" she whispered.

"Why?" I asked, innocently.

Mandy took a deep breath. "That's...that's just what I want, that's all," she replied.

Shaking my head, I snickered. "Not until I hear the reason. The REAL reason," I insisted. "You can whisper it if you want," I added.

Leaning close, Mandy whispered into my ear. "I want you so bad," she admitted.

Good...good.