As Tsubame and Natsuko kissed, Midori shivered a little. She slowly undressed, putting on a bit of a show for the others, unbuttoning her blouse slowly and tugging off the garment in glacial increments. She let her skirt down the same way, torturing by inches, and once she finally stepped out of them, she shyly requested, "I think I want a little help with the rest..."