Michelle giggles, then says, "How about truth or dare?"
The rest of you smile and agree. You all sit down on the couches. You, Sasha and John are on one couch facing Michelle, Emily and Steve. Your heartbeat gets a bit faster in excitement.
"I'm gonna hit the sack," says Sasha.
"Me too," follows John, "You guys play, we'll see you in the morning."
Sasha and John head below.
"Ok, who wants to go first?" asks Michelle
"Wait," says Emily, "Let's get some rules first. Ok, should everything have to stay for the rest of the game once its done? Like if someone has to take off their shirt for example, that holds for the rest of the game. And I think we should just play 'Dare' because 'Truths' are stupid."
You all agree, and she continues, "And don't do stupid things like licking a wall or something."
You ask, "What if someone really, really doesn't want to do a dare?"
"No" Michelle says, "If we don't accept a dare, we're out of the game. That way nobody has to feel uncomfortable about doing something, because everyone else will be doing stuff too."
Everyone agrees, and then Emily asks, "Should we get some supplies? I'll be right back!"
After a few minutes below, she returns. She's carrying whipped cream, scissors, chocolate syrup, duct tape, plastic wrap, and a small spice container of cayenne pepper.
Everyone giggles as they see what she has. "This ought to be fun," you say, as wicked thoughts go through your head.
"Ok," Emily says, "Jimmy, here's your dare... Pick one of the foods here."
"Umm... whipped cream," you say.
"You have to fill the front part of your boxers with whipped cream, fully!"
You grin and grab the can. You pull your pajamas and boxers forward and spray inside liberally. When you are done you let your clothes fall back into place. The cream is cooling and feels really squishy, and you laugh.
"My turn?" you ask, wiggling around.
"Yeah."
Everyone leans forward, eager to get a dare. |