Miranda

"Oh! This will be fun." Exclaims Sarah spreading out her eyes while covering her mouth with her hand.

"Miranda, girl, it's getting cold here. I think we should raise the tempererature a bit."

Miranda streches backwards from the armchair where she's curled up and reaches for the air conditoner remote.

"Leave the conditioner be, silly." Says Sarah laughing genuinely. "I dare you to put up a show and give a lapdance to all the boys here for 5 minutes."

Miranda freezes, still streched akwardly.

"Your goal is to... how can i say? Make wood for the fire, if you know what i mean ..." Continues Sarah haughtily. "I will then determine the goodness of you work. If even one of the tweegs misses the count, you'll have to get naked, and play the rest of the game in such manner."

Miranda seems quite surprised , still non angry as you would expect, while Sarah keeps staring at her, almost waiting in anticipation for your crush to get mad.
Her perfect white teeth peek out of regular soft lips in a smug smile that you can't help but find somewhat devilish.

"Naked? This isn't what we agr... I mean ... aren't you pushing it a bit too far? By the way, we don't even know if they are all straight ..." She replies stumbling in her words in a serious tone.

Who is she referring to?

"Well, that means you have to give them a hell of a show. But i'm generous and i'll concede you to keep your panties on, if you fail. You are wearing them, right?" Replies Sarah with a smirk, still pretending the same snooty tone.

"But... Is it right to involve others in a dare?"

You, Matt and Tom turn, casually at te same time, to Nicole who just spoke.

"I mean..." She stutters. "If for example you asked her to kiss me..." She continues blushing."I could refuse to partake in such dare ... Can i?"She asks uncertain.

"You surely do have a lot of brain in that little blonde head of yours." Replies Sarah. "You're right, we have to make a rule for this. I propose that everyone who gets involved in a dare of another person, is bound to partake in it. If the person involved refuses, he or she will be stripped and put out of the door for half of an hour, or five turns."

"B-but...but..."Nicole tries to reply.

"Obviously the real dare has to be for the person whose name gets pulled. For example i couldn't dare Miranda to handslap you till you cry. You could refuse that, as it is clearly a bad thing for you." Sarah continues.

"Anyway, Nicole, thanks. I was just wondering what could be the right dare for you." She adds winking at your friend.

You loose your focus as your head starts to hurt, trying to understand this new rule.

Then your eyes shift to Miranda who sits whith crossed legs, hand on her knees, waiting for her moment.
She's simply stunning, with her long brown hair flowing from her slightly tilted head. Matt once told you that she had native american, german and even spanish blood, as her mother's parents came from europe and his dad's grandfather took in marriage a Cherokee girl.
A bit like putting all different fruits in a blender and get the ultimate juice, where each flavour balances and completes the the others, that probably explained her exquisite traits and her warm, stunning green eyes.
And flawless body.

Your eyes move down on her figure.
You can't wait for her dare. And from the way they look at her, so do your other male friends.
You can't wait for her to get naked either, if she fails.

Not a chance!

Miranda acting seductively as the dare demands... you really can't imagine that.

The hottest image you could remember of her, comes form the last summer.
She had come to visit Sarah, and was sunbathing near the pool, wearing a small yellow bikini with knots on the hips. Her normally white olive skin had turned almost caramel under the sun, and was glistening with sweat and sun lotion.

Damn!

You stop yourself form aiding Miranda in giving you an hard-on and return your attention to the discussion.

"So guys, let's vote. Hands up form the new rule the way Nicole proposed it." Says Sarah.

Nicole watches you, while you realize you didn't hear a single word of what she said.
Only Nicole raises her hand for her.

"Ok. Hands up for my version." Continues Sarah.

Matt and Tom quickly raise their hands as does Sarah.

"My version wins three to one." Proclaims Sarah pleased.

You regret not giving you support to Nicole, who now looks hurt.

"Miranda on stage!" Yells Sarah.

Your thoughs melt as you crush stands up and moves in center.