Rita

Rita answered the door. She was wearing black pajamas. She smiled at you. "They sent you over?" she asked with amusement. "I call work to have them pick up my dry cleaning, and they send you, not Tony the high school part-timer?"

She seems highly amused you are running errands for her like some pissant.

You must obey me.

"Rita, keep smiling, but stay silent. Take off those pajamas."

The smile froze on Rita's face, and she started to unbutton her pajama tops. She removed it and her pajama pants. She was now just wearing a pair of plain white cotton panties and holding her pajamas over her bare breasts.

"Drop the pajamas, and put your right hand behind your head and your left hand down the front of your panties. Hold that position."

After she does that, you take a few photos of her. You then go inside and shut the door. Rita is still facing the door.