Make up a wild story, and keep going with it no matter what

Darren's mind raced to come up with something, anything to say. Suddenly, words started coming out of his mouth. Not true words, but he had to say something.

"I... I was just doing research," he stammered. "Nothing creepy!"

"Research. Really." Annette raised an eyebrow.

He just had to make up a story and keep going with it. No matter what. If he just kept going with the story, he could get out of this.

"I need a gift for my, uh, girlfriend," he said. "It's her birthday soon."

"You have a girlfriend?"

"Uh, she goes to another school. But I'll be seeing her soon, and I want to bring a present."

Annette folded her arms. "You're bringing her a present when you go see her, or for her birthday?"

"...both! I'm going to see her for her birthday!" He was starting to get the hang of his story, he felt.

"Okay," she said. "What does that have to do with you looking up my skirt, weirdo?"

"I'm, uh, getting her some, uh, some ... underwear," he said finally.

"Really."

"Yeah! She asked for some nice underwear for her birthday. I just don't know about all the different kinds and what looks good. You look like you're a similar size to her, so I figured..."

Annette gave him an unreadable look. "...you figured you'd look up my skirt to see my underwear."

Just keep going with the story.

"...yes," he said weakly.

There was a long pause.

"Tell you what," Annette said. "Come to my dorm room after classes today. And I'll let you see my underwear. For your research."

He froze. Was she serious? Was she messing with him? He looked at her face, but couldn't read her expression.

"Uh, can I, uh, can I see the underwear on you?" he said. "Because, you know, it's really hard to tell with clothes unless someone tries them on."

Her face was still unreadable. "Of course," she replied.

"And, uh," he said, "can I, uh, take a picture? For reference. For the research."

"Yes," said Annette. "After class, meet me at my dorm. You can take a picture of me. In my underwear. For your research."

How could he say no?

"I'll see you there."

* * * * *

Darren stood in front of the door to Annette's dorm room. He couldn't believe what she had said earlier. Was it possible she was actually going to let him take a picture of her in her panties? He tried to contain his excitement. It just seemed too good to be true.

He knocked. The door opened. His jaw dropped for the second time that day.

Annette was standing there with only a towel wrapped around herself. He couldn't help but stare.

"Sorry, I just got out of the shower," she said. "Come on in."

He walked in. Her dorm was mostly just like everyone else's. She had a few posters on the wall. On her bed was the matching blue bra-and-panties set, just right out there next to her clothes from that day. He couldn't decide whether to stare at Annette wearing just a towel, or her underwear out on the bed.

"Are you ready?" she said.

"Uh," he stammered. "You're going to ... let me take a photo ... of you ... wearing those underwear?"

"That's what we agreed!" she said lightly. "I thought you were a creep at first, but you explained that you were just trying to get a thoughtful gift for you girlfriend. I wish my boyfriend was thoughtful enough to research his gifts! You're just a thoughtful guy, aren't you? Not a creep at all."

"N-not a creep at all," he repeated weakly.

"Do you want to take a photo of my underwear on the bed first?" she said. "Just for comparison. You'll still get to take a photo of me, too."

"Um, okay..." He took out his phone. He pointed it at the bed. She didn't stop him. He snapped a few photos of her light blue bra and panties on the bed.

"And, now I can take a photo of you wearing them?" he said hesitantly. He couldn't believe it. She was really going to do it.

"Can I ask one quick favor first?" she said.

"Sure."

"Can I take a photo of you, too?"

"... ... ...what?"

"I need to get a gift for my boyfriend, too!" she said, voice still bright. "I figured you wouldn't mind letting me take a photo of you in your underwear for my research."

"I... uh..." he swallowed. "I don't know if I'm comfortable..."

"Like you said, it's just a thoughtful thing to do! Not weird or creepy at all!"

"I ... I guess," he said.

"I'd go first, but I'm not wearing anything at all right now!" she said, blushing slightly. "So you can go first."

"O... ok..." He just stood there dumbly.

"Go ahead, take off your clothes so I can see your underwear," said Annette, smiling. "For research."

He closed his eyes. Just keep going with the story.

He took off his shoes. He started to take off his shirt, but she said "Wait!"

"What?" he said.

"Let me set up the camera." She walked over to her desk and unfolded a long phone stand. She put her phone in the stand, pointed it at him, and pressed record. "You don't mind if I do video, right? You can do video, too. It's a better representation," she said.

"Uh, v-video is fine," he said. She was going to let him record a video?

"Okay, go ahead," she said.

Unceremoniously, he pulled off his shirt and jeans. He couldn't stop thinking about what was about to happen.

"Now you," he said.

"Actually, can I get a photo of your underwear on the bed, too?" she said. "For comparison. Like I let you take."

He paused. "But ... if I take them off, I'll be naked."

"Oh, I'll get you a towel, too. Then we'll both be in towels!" she giggled.

"I ... I don't know ..." he said.

"Look, I get it, you're hesitant," she said. "We can make it fair." She went over to her desk and and pulled out another phone stand. She unfolded it and asked for Darren's phone. She put his phone in the stand and pointed it at herself.

"If you let me take a photo of your underwear on the bed," she said, "I'll take off my towel for you before I put on my underwear." She pressed record on his phone. "You can have the whole thing recorded. For reference, you know."

Just keep going with the story, he thought. But ... this wasn't really the story, was it? According to the story, there wasn't really any good reason for him to see Annette naked. Completely naked. And recorded on his phone, so he can rewatch it anytime. Oh god. Could he really say no?