Forty-three... but wait!

Allison looked at the result, her eyes growing wide. "F-forty three," she said in a trembling voice. "Um... I won."

"Wait a second!" Sam called. "Hold it right there. I want to check this independantly." Sam crossed the room and took a close look at where the tape measure crossed over Cathy's chest. "That's forty-three and a half," she admonished. "Someone here guessed forty-four, I know it."

Suki suddenly ducked under a a nearby pillow.

"We have our winners," Anita said with a smile. "Come on, Suki, don't be shy!"

"If she doesn't do it, I'm not doing it either," Allison said with a frown.

"I'll do it!" Sam volunteered.

"That's not the way the game works," Jo insisted. "If Suki doesn't want to, then that's just the end of it. It's getting kind of late anyway, maybe we should just call it a night."

"That's not the way it works either," Anita said firmly. "We agreed to play Truth or Dare, and Suki had her chance to back out at moment one. If I'd won, I'd get up there and do it! She doesn't get to wimp out now!"

"Give her a break, all right?" Eric said.

Allison threw up her hands. "I'm telling you, I don't see why I have to do this if she doesn't."

"Guys, guys!" Cathy yelled, putting out her hands for quiet. "Look, we all just met each other a few hours ago, and we're going to be living here together for some time. Let's not start by making each other feel bad, all right? These are my tits we're talking about, and I think it should be up to me. If anyone objects -" she glared at Anita for a moment - "then the objector can bring her boobies over here and I'll suck 'em."

The room was quiet for a moment.