Page 138 of Twisted Ties

“Oh,”I say out loud.

“Your cheeks are flushing,” Winnie says, standing on her tiptoes to try to read my message. “Is he sexting you?”

“No,” I say, snatching my phone away. “Azlan’s there too.”

I nudge Pip out of the way and jump down onto the floor.

“Maybe they’re hoping to pick up where they left off last weekend,” Winnie says with a wink.

I peer down at my body. I’m wearing my pajamas, no makeup and my braid is coming loose. At least I showered last night.

“I’m sure it’s not that,” I say, strolling to our wardrobe. I wish I’d already forced Winnie to help me find some better underwear and some better outfits. The only clothes I have to wear are jeans, jeans shorts, t-shirts and Winnie’s little black dress that she adjusted to fit me. A dress I’m not even sure will fit me anymore now I actually have some curves. “I don’t know what to wear.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Winnie says. “They’ll have you out of your clothes in a matter of minutes anyway.”

I elbow her and she chuckles.

“Here,” she says, reaching around me to fish out a light summer dress from the back of the wardrobe. “I was going to suggest you wear this to the match anyway. Everyone always dresses up. It’ll probably come down to your knees but I think it will fit.”

I smooth my hand over the skirt as my phone chirps in my hand.

Stone:Hurry up and make sure you aren’t seen.

“What’s he saying?”Winnie asks, taking the dress off the hanger.

“He’s being a dick.”

“You should punish him then. Take a photo of yourself in your underwear and tell him you may be awhile.”

“Winnie! I am not doing that.” Although the thought of teasing Stone like that is kind of hot.

“You should,” Winnie insists.

“Hmmm,” I consider, then type out a reply.

Rhi:If you want me to walk across the campus naked, I can come right away.

There’sa pause and then his message flashes up.

Stone:Can you not read, Blackwaters? Stop being a brat and put some damn clothes on.

I groan.“I don’t think sexting works on Stone.”

“That’s because you’re not doing it right.” Winnie snatches my phone from my hand. “Take off your pajamas.”

“Woah, Winnie. I can see why Trent walks around with such a smile on his face.”

“Just do it, Rhianna. You’re twenty years old and you’ve never done the sexting thing. It’s fun, trust me.” Pip snorts from my bed. “You stay out of it, young man. She’s allowed to get laid.”

I realize Winnie isn’t going to back down on this and Stone’s messages have left me pissed off. I do want to make him suffer. Okay, I’m not sure ‘sexy’ pictures of me will actually make him suffer. But I’m sick of him either bossing me around or ignoring me.

I step out of my PJs and stand in front of Winnie.

I’m wearing my usual boy-short panties and a plain white bra. At least the panties look a little more sexy now I have more of an ass, and I think I may have gone up a bra size too, judging by the way my tits are almost spilling out of it.

“We need to get you some new underwear,” Winnie says.

“This is stupid,” I say, trying to snatch my phone back.