Nervous, you ignore the comment

Nervous and unsure about the whole situation, you just ignore these remarks.

Luckily, in Rachel’s drunken state, her mind quickly drifts on to other things. “Oh, I know!” She exclaims, “Let’s play Truth or Dare!” Since we don’t refuse immediately, she continues, “Okay, here’s the rules, though.” Grabbing an empty beer bottle, she sits in the floor on the other side of the coffee table, and lays the beer bottle on it’s side. She explains, “(This is the best version) To start, you spin the bottle, and whoever it points to gets to decide each of the other people’s question or dare for that round. Then you spin it again to see who will be the “dare master” for the next round. Nothing is off limits.” She puts her hand on the bottle, “Oh, and we have to set a penalty. Let’s say… If anybody chooses dare, and then doesn’t go through with the dare, the rest of us will hold that person down, strip them naked, shove this beer bottle up their ass and fuck them with it.” She spins the bottle and says, “Any questions?” (There aren’t any.) “Good.” The bottle comes to rest pointing at Rachel. She chuckles evilly and turns to Richard, “Okay, Richard, you’re first. Truth or dare?”

Richard doesn’t have to think about it, “Well, dare, of course.”
Rachel smiles, rubs her hands together and says, “I dare you to...... lick my asshole.”

Richard shakes his head and says, “Okay.”

Rachel looks excited, promptly bouncing to her feet, and turning her butt toward Richard. She undoes her button and zipper, and leans forward a little as she pulls her jeans and underwear down to just below her butt. She smiles back over her shoulder to watch Richard as he leans forward, grabs her plump cheeks with both hands, spreads them apart, and runs his tongue slowly across her butthole, up the full crack of her ass. Rachel shivers and says, “Ooh.” She giggles as she zips her pants back up, then turns to you, “Okay, Kristy, truth or dare?”