Commando.

You suggest you both go commando and wear skirts. Alison grins devilishly and agrees.

"I never thought you'd ask for that after yesterday," she purrs as she moves towards you.

She caresses your ear and she moves in for a soft, long kiss against your lips. She then makes her way back to her room, nearly exposing her bare backside under her shirt. You move to put your clothes back on.

Skirt and top, just like yesterday. No panties. You take a deep breath and look over yourself. Are you really doing this? It sounds so scary... but so exciting, and Alison will be there doing it too.

She walks out of her room finally wearing the same purple shirt, now with a very short black shirt--even a tiny bit shorter than yours. You look at her for a long moment, realising she must be wearing nothing beneath it. Your suspicions are correct. She lifts it slightly on the side, showing her bare waist as she winks.

Alison walks up to you and flicks up your skirt.

"Where would you like to go then, naughty Jane~?"