I prefer to wear as little as possible underneath. Sometimes I even go naked," she added with a giggle and blushed.Sam didn't comment but she did rais... her eyebrow and then a little smile crossed her lips. The things we find out about people, she thought. "Well, sit down and have some breakfast. I'm not the best cook in the world but I can whip up a mean omelet." Sam, I'm so sorry I got you into this. I really am." It's not your fault sweetie. I could have checked the weather. We'll just have. " I glanced quickly at the stack of DVDs on her nightstand table, and she followed my gaze, closing her eyes and sighed then muttered. "A-Anything."She stared at me with a sad face and she knew what I wanted. I looked at her and I just broke down laughing. She didn't find this amusing at all. "Why are you laughing, you are going to want me to perform pornography acts as blackmail." I told her it's just the way she looked at me how she looked like she was about to puke and then I thought to. " So, I closed my eyes, and I dreamed of a very naughty schoolgirl who would do what i like. All of a sudden, I heard a sexy female voice say to me, "Hey Ace, you bad boy, you big stud." I woke up, and there was this hot girl who was dressed as a naughty schoolgirl. She had nice lovely pigtails, a very sexy tied tight white top, in which her gorgeous boobs were poking through, a very sexy stomach, a very short plaid skirt, knee highs, and rebel goth boots. She walked sexy to me and she said, "I. "C'mon, let's go get coffee," he said, tucking the tickets into his pocket and taking my hand again. We walked around the quay-side to the Opera House, stopping for take-away coffee along the way, which we then carried up to foot of the steps."Do you want to sit down here?" he offered."Um ... this skirt isn't ideal for sitting on the ground," I said, wondering how many tourists' cameras would appear if I began flashing my pussy to the entire Sydney Opera House forecourt. "It's a bit... ," I.