Mika

The time was now well past 11 o’clock and most people had left. Including some of those who were playing truth or dare. The group had become even smaller yielding you and a friend of yours, Ben, to be the only men sitting amongst a group of girls. It was now officially an afterparty.

After some thought, Amy said “Mika, truth of dare?”

“I’ll take dare.”

“Ok then,” Amy said, smiling, “why don’t you get rid of the shirt?”

Mika froze for a moment, almost trying to decide whether she made the right choice. But then she stood up and pulled off her shirt in one fluid movement revealing a plain white bra. She sat back down and leant against you. You put your arms around her.