HRP 5.5 - (We never did finnish 5)

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Satoko's eyes opened wide as she saw what her friend was doing, then she paused and her eyes narrowed, "Your bluffing!"
 
"Mii~," Rika had an evil smile on her face. "Am I?"

She finally undid the straps and slowly began to slide it off one shoulder and then the other.
 
Satoko grinned back, just as evilly, "I know you are, you wouldn't dare strip down in front of Irie. I saw how you blushed in angel mort."
 
"You know Satoko? He is my doctor too. It's nothing he hasn't seen before," She said as she let the maid costume fall. "There now what?"
 
Satoko looked in Rika in shock, then put her face into her hands as she heard someone step into the hall behind them. Light footsteps, probably around our age... Oh let it be a girl

It was Okamura. He had come in to have a fever checked, but now... Well, he might have to be treated for extreme nasal blood loss.
 
Rika turned several shades of deep red as she grabbed up her clothes and hurried into Iries office to put it back on.

"Wardrobe malfunction," was all she could say as she slammed the door.
 
Satoko pulled her face out of her hands. She said the only thought that was running through her mind before it went down. "See? you were bluffing."

Satoko's face was red all the way to her shoulders.
 
Rika hurriedly dressed back into her school uniform. She was as red as a beet when she finally stepped out.
 
Okamura was still standing there, a glazed look in his eyes. He didn't even seem to notice that Rika had changed. He seemed to be drooling a bit.

Satoko couldn't think of anything to say herself, so she just stood there and blushed.
 
"N-n-no, I won't b-be doing it again. S-sorry," Rika still couldn't look at him.

It's always something Fate, isn't it?
 
Okamura stood there a second remembering what Rika looked like then answered, then answered, "Why not? You... You have an angelic body. Please?"
 
Rika shook her head violently.

"P-p;ease! I-I won't do it a-again!" She looked pleadingly at Satoko.
 
Satoko slowly aquired an evil grin. Oh the fun she could have with this.
"Oh, I thought you said that you agreed with me when I said that being naked was the same as wearing that dress, and you certainly didn't mind wearing that dress..."

Okamura looked pleadingly at Rika, "At least let me take a picture...."
 
Rika shook her head so hard it felt like it could fly off, her hair spraying about.

"Noooooo! Please, no more!"
 
Satoko walked to Rika and grinned, she knew she would hate herself for this later, but how could she miss this oppertunity?

"I thought you said that you wanted people to think you were beautiful"

Okamura took a small step forward as if afraid everything was just a dream, "Rika... If you don't want to you don't have to... But... Everyone here has already seen you... Why are you afraid now?"
 
Rika squeaked out a small thank you as she head her head in her hands.

"I-I'm such an idiot," Rika felt like crying now.

Amazing how I can go from so high to so low.
 
Satoko Sighed and hugged her friend. Then realized it would take something more to break her out of her shock. She turned and glared at Okamura, "If you breath a word of what I am about to do, I will personally make sure that you never can speak in anything under a falsetto ever again"

She saw understanding and fear in his eyes.

Then

Satoko, blushing heavily slowly began to undress in front of Rika and Okamura. She started with her shoes.
 
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