I can't believe I'm doing this.

He really emphasized the neatly part. I couldn’t believe I was being scolded for how I was taking off my clothes by this asshole. His demeanor had completely changed. Before, he was so friendly, but after I lost the last match, he started being really mean and bossy. In retrospect, maybe I should have been nicer instead of taunting him all night long.

Resigned to my fate, I walked over to the couch and began folding my clothes as he had asked. I couldn’t even cover myself while I was folding my laundry and he obviously got a good look at me. Infuriating! But there was no point in protesting, because I had to do as he asked. When I finished folding, I instinctively covered my chest again, embarrassed to be nude next to this stranger.

“There. I did what you said. Can we play the match now?” I asked, hoping he would at least let me keep my panties.