The banner, it would have to do

(chapter originally by Faith on writing.com)

Ann glared at Yusuke in suspicion. She received an impassive look in return, with perhaps a hint of impatience. She took a tentative step forward, the feeling of the tiled floor surprisingly cold with only her red stockings covering her feet. Nervous and feeling slightly cold, pressed hugged herself and took another few steps on tiptoe. She shot another suspicious look at Yusuke before stepping behind the billboard. She took a moment to breath in and out. Ignoring the way her fingers shook ever so slightly, she carefully guided the zipper all the way down. Shrugging off the hoodie and putting it aside, Ann was left in a thin tank top that exposed a large amount of cleavage and left her midriff exposed along with a plaid short skirt and her red stockings. With a sigh Ann wiggled her hips, pulling the tight red stockings down and off her hips and legs. She deposited the item beside her hoodie, then paused. She popped her head around the side of the banner, glaring suspiciously at Yusuke, who glanced in her direction. He hadn't moved.

"Yes?" Yusuke asked.

"Nothing. Stay there!" Ann snapped.

So he wasn't trying to peak. Then again, why would he bother. She was going to be posing in front of him soon enough! Right? She could still back out....make up an excuse....Except Shiho seemed to really want this, too...but she was acting more pervy about this than Yusuke! Except she also said this would mean more to her than JUST seeing Ann naked, that it could inspire other girls in trouble...plus pervy or not the way she was acting right now was more excited and...well, just plain happy than she'd been in much, much too long. Shiho's smile was precious, after all, and if getting naked was the price to be paid of course Ann would do it.

That's it. In the end it was all for Shiho's sake. Ann was definitely not in any way curious about how the painting would turn out, or why whatever vision Yusuke had made him so **** to push for this. And it definitely, definitely, definitely had nothing to do with the occasional thrill she got in modeling by assuming a provocative pose or wearing a skimpy outfit that made the film crew gape a little and made her feel just a little sexy knowing she was being stared at and was the only thing on their minds in that instant. She definitely didn't want to feel that way but even more intensely. Nope. Not at all.

With a big sigh, Ann hooked her hands under her shirt and stripped it off in one quick gesture. Her skirt followed, as did her black underwear. And then she paused, and paused, and paused. Here she really was. Naked, in public. And other people were about to see her like this. Only a little banner between her and them. Ann inched forward. The feeling that overtook her when she was unzipping was back, and much more paralyzing. Could she really....

And then Shiho casually strode around the corner, and Ann gave a loud EEK and tried to cover herself. What the hell was she doing??