A shot and a game

Alison went inside Becky's apartment wearing only a towel. She was feeling shy and blushing. A part of her wandered if Becky's lips would taste like cherry chapstick, but she was sure Becky would much rather be kissing Maya even though they were all wearing only a tiny towel each.

"What's your sin?" Becky asked as Alison sat down on their couch.

"Huh?" Alison said, almost sure Becky could read her mind.

"Vodka or gin? The bottle's getting warm without power, so Maya and I are doing shots."

"Vodka please," Alison stammered. Her hot lesbian neighbour passed her a shot glass, and she downed it. The warmth flowed through her body and made her feel more confident, but it also made her nipples and pussy only more flushed underneath her skimpy towel.

"Do you want to play a game?" Becky asked Alison.