Deny it
From Create Your Own Story
As you shake your head, the two men leave, seemingly dissapointed. You look at Gina.
"Ugh," she says. "You are impossible."
"Sorry," you say. "It was so uncomfortable..."
"Let's try something else," she says. "How about you just sunbathe nude? Or just topless, if you're THAT mutch of a wuss." She smirks, amused by you.
You:
