"Sure!"

"Sure," you reply.

The girls both smile.

"Great," says the blonde, her voice sounding as chavvy as her pink tracksuit looks, "What do you want to bet?"

"Bet?"

"It's no fun with nothing at stake, is it?" she grins, "How about if you win, you pick one of us to give you a blow job?"

You raise an eyebrow and look at the two girls. Wow, a blow job form either of them would be amazing.. maybe your friends stories about this town weren't complete bullshit, but...

"What if I lose?"

"You have to pick a forfeit out of the forfeit jar," the goth tells you, her accent soft and musical, maybe Welsh, but you can't quite place it.

"The what?"

The goth nods towards the barmaid.

"We keep it behind the counter. Shelby'll get it out. It's a jar full of bit of paper with things you might have to on them. If you lose, you pick one, and then you have to do it."

"What kind of things?"

"Dirty things." says the blond, grinning devilishly.

"Sexy things." says the goth, grinning just as broadly.

You look again at the two sexy girls, and across at the cute barmaid, who's watching with interest and a smile. Well, what harm could it do?