Amy’s finest hour.

The class suddenly huddled together and started plotting. Amy saw them planning and her eyes flashed with a stroke of mad brilliance.

“Wow guys, you have a hell of a fun choice between one or two.”

The class looked confused.

“One or two what?” One boy asked.

“One naked girl…or two. I’m going to have to stay naked all day either way. I get it if you really want to see me do those dares. It’s just as well. I’m sure Samantha’s tits only look so big because of her clothes anyway.”

The class went dead silent. Rows of grins lit up the room. Samantha paled.

“D-Don’t listen to her! She’s just trying to save her own skin.”