Games with Terra

Terra showed them around the party, they managed to score a couple jello-shots and a cold cup of some amber looking beer. Alex, being the lightweight that he was, could already feel his face heating up from the ****. The guys peel off Ed joining the dance floor and Nathan working some chick at the bar, even Terra found a cute blond to start chatting up.

Checking out some cheering off in a side room he peeks in and spots a number of party goers playing games, the most watched being beer pong. A rather buff guy stands on a box with a hand mic gearing up the crowd as each white ball flies though the air. Meanwhile another skinner man in the back of the room handles a lock box, he seems to be exchanging money and writing down names.

“Oh hell ya Terra, let’s tear it up.” He pulls on the side of her jacket towards the room.

“Oh hell no, your terrible at B.pong. I am not getting fucked by some asshole cause of your sorry drunk ass.”

She was right Alex never did do well at these games but they were so much fun. Her words continues to float around his slightly intoxicated skull as it donned on him to ask.

“Wait, I like literally fucked? whadda’ mean?”

“House rules, every cup you lose comes with an article of clothing.” She rolls her eyes as a pair of girls playing look at each other nervously as they pull of their shirts from a bad bit of luck “and worse, if you lose your at the mercy of the winner. They can use you as they want for the rest of the party or they can instead choose to take a portion of the bet profits. When girls are involved you can guarantee that thous pools are gonna her pretty big.”

Alex doesn’t know if it’s the drinks talking but all this sounds hilariously fun. He looks to the pair wrapping up their game then back to Terra, her arms crossed and a slightly amused expression on her face.