"Oh, Sammi agrees. Don't you Sammi?" she asked, pushing her hand up under the hem of his shirt and grinning up at him. She hoped he would still agree, he wouldn't back out and think her too strange - which wouldn't be the first time. She had seen Sammi nearly naked already, and part of her was anxious to see the rest.<br/><br/>It was strange to think of her best friend this way, but then again, Tamara had always been closer with Sammi than almost any other girl. Most girls seemed to hate her, and she tried to steer clear of them, but in Sammi she had found a confiding friend to talk about boys with and everything you couldn't talk to guys about. She smiled at Bryan. "If you want to, of course."