Alaina

"I choose you, Alaina."

She sighs and rolls her eyes, really not wanting this guy's attention. Rules are rules though.

"Whatever. I pick Truth."
"Aw. Alright. How many times a week do you masturbate," John asks.
"I don't know- two or three times. You happy, now?"
He just smiles, creeping her out more.

"What a mood killer," Ashley says, "My turn. I choose...Andrew. Be daring for me."
"Alright. I pick Dare. Do your worst."
"I like to be teased a little, so...I dare you to take off your shirt."

You nod and peel off your shirt, showing off the last several weeks of working out. You knew that you did that for a reason. You feel the many girls' eyes upon you. John looks at you too, seeming to be jealous.

"My turn," Greg says, "I pick...Salja."
"Alright, I guess I'll take the chance- Dare."
"I dare you to...take your blouse off."
"Just the blouse," Salja asks, "Alright. Fair enough."

The Filipino girl reaches down and peels off her white blouse, revealing a white, lace bra. She doesn't have as big of a set of tits as Alaina or Marlena, but they sure are nice. Plus she has nice, smooth skin and a tight stomach.

She squeezes your hand again as she feels everyone looking at her, yourself included. You respond by rubbing the air above her thumb affectionately.

"This is getting hot," Alaina says, "And it is my turn. I pick..."