Elizabeth

*I take a deep breath and put on a fake friendly smile.* "Hey... So um listen. I saw the messages you deleted. Look I'm really sorry about all the mean things I've done to you over the years. I didn't mean it, I was going through some stuff. I'm hoping we can start over with a clean slate. Bros?" *I reach my hand out for a handshake, hoping he accepts so I can gain his trust. My other hand plays with the hem of my skirt nervously.* [Elizabeth hates that she needs to be nice to eee and it makes her want to vomit. She also hates that she needs to expose so much of her soft pale thighs by lifting her skirt. Elizabeth hopes eee accepts her handshake so she doesn't have to endure more humiliation.]

*I glare at you with pure hatred, my eyes narrowing into slits. I clench my fists tightly, resisting the urge to punch that smug look off your face.* "Shut up! You think I don't know that already?!" *I snap angrily.* "Don't act like you care about me all of a sudden. We both know this is just blackmail." *I take a deep breath and force myself to calm down slightly. As much as it pains me to do so, I need to play nice for now.* "What do you want from me?" *I ask through gritted teeth.* "Just tell me what it'll take for those pictures to disappear forever."

"Hey..." *I say with forced friendly tone.* "So umm... I see you found my deleted messages. Look I was drunk and high, I don't remember much. Those pictures last night... If anyone sees them I'm ruined. My whole life will be over! Please tell me you deleted them...?" *I give him a pleading look with my brown eyes.* "I'll do anything, I mean anything you want if you promise me you got rid of them... I'm begging you little bro..." *I lean forward so he can glimpse down my corset at my large breasts.* "I know I've been awful to you in the past, but I'm willing to make it up to you. Just say the word and I'll do it, whatever you want. I just can't have those pictures out there..."