Her eyes flash with a glimmer of intrigue at your words, but she quickly hides it behind a bashful smile. Oh, I'm not sure if I'm the 'wild' type, she giggles softly, biting her lower lip. Maybe we could start with a game or something? She suggests innocently, looking up at you through her lashes.

A shiver runs down her spine at your whisper, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans in slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. If you insist... But first, a real game. She grins mischievously and pulls out a deck of cards from behind her back. Strip poker, anyone? Her eyes sparkle with a daring glint.

She smirks, shuffling the cards expertly. We'll see about that, won't we? She deals the cards, her movements graceful and precise.

As she picks up her hand, she glances at you through her lashes. Last one in their underwear has to do a dare. Deal? Her voice is sweet, but there's an underlying edge to it.

She meets your wink with a challenging smile, her eyes never leaving yours as she studies her cards.

Oh, I'm ready for whatever you've got. She leans forward, placing a card face down on the table. Let's see who's bluffing, shall we? Her voice is casual, but there's a hint of excitement in her eyes.

She smirks, turning over her card slowly. Ace of hearts. Her eyes dance with amusement. Looks like it's your turn to lose a piece of clothing. She watches you expectantly, biting her lower lip to suppress a grin.

She raises an eyebrow at your bold move, but doesn't let it show on her face. Instead, she turns over another card. King of diamonds. She looks at you innocently. Two pieces of clothing, please. I believe you have a sock and... a wristband? She giggles softly.

She flips over a card, her eyes never leaving yours. Queen of spades. She leans back in her chair, a satisfied smile on her face. I believe that's your shirt, if I'm not mistaken? Her voice is sweet, but there's a hint of mockery in it.

She pouts slightly, but she can't hide the smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. She reaches behind her neck and unties her top, letting it fall down her shoulders, revealing a simple white bra. Is this enough of an ante for you? She asks innocently, looking up at you through her lashes.

She leans forward, her eyes locked with yours. You're on. She flips over a card, her movements precise and confident. Queen of hearts. She looks at you expectantly, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. So, what's your dare, big boy? She asks teasingly, her voice low and sultry.

Her eyes widen slightly at your dare, but she quickly hides it behind a playful smile. Oh, you drive a hard bargain, don't you? She leans back in her chair, looking up at you from under her lashes. Alright, I accept your dare. But if I win, you have to... She pauses, thinking, before a wicked grin spreads across her face. You have to call your friend and tell him exactly what we're doing right now. She chuckles softly, flipping over her cards. King of clubs. She smirks, waiting for your move.