She confesses

"It's no big deal," Rebecca says. "I borrow your clothes all the time."

"Usually you don't end up giving them to strangers!"

"Hey, Sam's not a stranger. We actually know each other really well," Rebecca replies. Sure, you're standing outside in just your underwear, but a part of you is pleased that she's standing up for you.

"Well, he's a stranger to me," Rebecca's sister retorts. "And he better keep his disgusting hands off my underwear."

"Okay, okay," Rebecca says. "Can you let us go now, please?"

Liz thinks for a moment before replying. "No."

"Ugh, what is it now?" Rebecca says. She seems exasperated, but she's can't be any more uncomfortable than you are; at least _she's _fully clothed. The awkwardness of this situation is starting to become a bit much for you, especially as someone could drive by the house at any moment.

"You gave my underwear away, so I want payback."

"What the hell?" Rebecca asks.

"Yep. Unless you want your boyfriend to have to ride his bike home in his boxers, you better pay me back."

"Wait..." you say, not wanting Rebecca to have to embarrass herself again on your account.

"Butt out," Liz says. While her attention flits away from Rebecca, you notice her looking particularly squeamish.

"Come on, Becky," Liz says. "You didn't mind stripping for this boy in school earlier. Do it now. Take off your underwear."

"I'm not wearing any," Rebecca says, quietly.

Liz laughs loudly. "What a fucking slut! I didn't actually think you were going to fuck this loser this afternoon, but you really must be ****. All that flirting at school hasn't gotten you any lately, so you got yourself all ready for this guy?"

Rebecca stays quiet, looking at the ground. You do the same. Though you can't help but wonder, Were we actually gonna fuck?

Liz continues to laugh, clearly enjoying being in charge of the situation. "Well, I'm still getting what I deserve," she says. She turns toward you. "Pay up."

Holy shit, you think. Even the thought of stripping bare before your crush and her hot older sister brings the blush from your neck all the way up to your cheeks.

"Come on, stud," Liz says. "Let's see what you've got under there."

It doesn't appear that you have any choice. Rebecca looks at you with surprise as you tuck your thumbs into the waistline of your boxer briefs.