3 and 3, 2 and 1, 3 and 1

Jackie looked at the glowing golden '6' she got from rolling double threes once again, and checked the list to see that she would be writing on her chest this time. She held off on celebrating getting a covered spot on her body yet again until her next roll, since she knew now how easily that could change. Thankfully, with a roll of 2 and 1, it looked like whatever she wrote was going on her chest after all, though she was annoyed at how many times she was being made to write in permanent marker.

She picked up the dice again and looked at Section B on the list. Unlike the previous sections she rolled, this one had results going from 2 to 12, meaning that she was rolling both dice this time. Rolling them on the desk next to the paper, she glanced over just long enough to see the glowing red '4' that her roll added up to before going back to the list to see what she had to write. She pursed her lips as she read the word on the list, but her hand was already reaching for the permanent marker once more. Jackie pulled her unbuttoned blouse open with her left hand, then tugged her white bra down a bit to give herself more room to write. She watched as her hand wrote '****' across the upper part of her left breast, the word slightly distorted by the curve of her chest. She shivered, both from the cold of the marker tip and from actually seeing the word resting on her chest. She felt her lips pucker up, and she blew gently on it to help it dry quicker, even though she knew she would rather it get smudged.

As she picked up the dice again, Jackie lamented the fact that she wouldn't be able to wear anything low-cut until she was able to find a way to get this off of her, which could be a while. Thankfully, this nightmare was almost over: she only had one roll, and phrase, left to go. She prayed to any luck manipulating deity she could that she got something minor, or at least concealable.