She sends him nudes.

In all honesty, this was a spectacularly bad idea, and Carmen couldn't come up with a good reason for doing it that wasn't bullshit. That said, she could always send him a picture or two. By the time he asked her for more, she'd probably have knocked herself out, anyhow. Besides, she'd be lying if she said she didn't get off to sending guys nudes. She decided there was no way she could avoid giving Danny just a few nudes.

Grinning, she exposed herself and snapped about half a dozen pictures. She sent all of them, along with a text. 'Here. And if you ask me to come blow you, it's a no - I'm going to bed.' she typed it out quickly before tossing her phone back down and rolling into bed. As she faded back to sleep, she was pretty sure she heard her phone give out a loud, DING! Hearing her phone put an evil smile on her face as she lapsed fully into unconsciousness.

When Carmen's alarm went off, it was too early. "Ugh... I don't wanna get up!" she mumbled angrily, but got up anyhow. She started by checking her messages; nothing new, just Danny's message from last night. She read it with a smirk stuck on her face. 'Holy shit! I didn't expect so many! You sure you don't wanna come over and give it a lick?' it read, causing her smirk to grow into a grin.

It had an attached picture that made her almost regret going back to bed: a picture of Danny's massive, veiny dick in his hand. Also in his hand was a condom wrapper that told Carmen he wanted more than a blowjob. She licked her lips at the sight of the monster member and saved it for later. She told herself she'd use it to **** Danny, but really, she'd probably just masturbate to it.

With her messages all caught up, Carmen went through the daily task of maintaining her impeccable hygiene. Once that was done, she began another, more arduous, daily task: choosing her outfit. After agonizing over her options for fifteen minutes, she narrowed it down to two outfits: a 'cute' outfit and a 'sexy' outfit.

Carmen figured the cute option would signal to Casey that she was going out to spend time with her BFF, rather than find guys. It was an off-white summer dress with a light-blue denim jacket, and it was matched with a pair of strappy sandals. Casey'd probably be surprised to see Carmen trying to engage in sisterly bonding over trying to get boinked, but she and Carmen were besties; she'd be happy to hang out, surely.

The sexy option, on the other hand, was more like her usual fare. It would signal to Casey, as well as everybody else, that she wanted attention from the opposite sex, and it'd make getting laid way easier. It consisted of baby-blue, cutoff short-shorts, a black pull-over hoodie with a burgundy spaghetti-strap tank top underneath, and a pair of her favorite shoes: black high-tops.