No. She drank and stripped

“Fuckin’ bitch,” Carol said, glaring at Meg. She lifted her tank top over her head. Her purple bra could barely contain her DD tits. (I knew her size because she love to brag about how big her tits were). Still staring at Meg, she grabbed the bottle of cheap vodka and lifted it to her mouth. She took a gulp. Some liquid spilled down her lip, and dripped down to her big cleavage.

My best friend sat only in her bra and panties. I hadn’t seen her this exposed before. She placed her hands in front of her soft tummy. Her face raged. She looked sexy this angry.

Meg nudged me.

My turn. TWO. I took a drink. The bottle was nearing empty. I could feel the **** filling my bloodstream.

Jordan rolled a SIX. Looking at me, she asked, “What would you like me to take off?”

She boldly flirted with me right in front of Meg. I wondered what Ross would think of this.

I answered, “How about your sandals? Let’s see those soles.”

Jordan kicked off her sandals, and wiggled her toes at me.

Jess tossed a FOUR. She looked at Carol. With one question, she could have my best friend topless or bottomless if she refused to answer again. I hoped she did.

Instead she turned to her boyfriend, “Brent, tell the truth, has Carol sucked your dick?”

He knew he was going to be asked eventually. He decided the summer was over, and he didn’t care anymore. He answered truthfully. “She has.”

“What the fuck!” Carol screamed from across the room. She had taken shots and stripped to protect this information, and Brent just gave it away so easily.

Jess just nodded without an outburst. She handed the die to Brent. “Your turn. But just so you know, we’re done, and I’d appreciate if you don’t make a thing of it.”

Brent clicked his tongue, “Okay.” Maybe he was relieved this didn’t turn into a fight. He had cheated and got caught. He wasn’t in love in Jess and their relationship would have ended eventually. Why drag things out?

He rolled. ONE. He took two shots instead of just one. “Welp. I’m single again. Might as well get drunk.”

Kyle said, “I like that attitude. By the way, I don’t blame you for getting head. Carol sucks the best dick.”

Thanks for reminding me again.

Kyle rolled. SIX. The shorts came off. He proudly flaunted the bulge in his tight boxer briefs before sitting back down. He said, “I can’t wait to go skinny dipping in the lake. You ladies better join me.”

Carol rolled a ONE. She poured the remaining vodka into a shot glass and took it. She grimaced, “I’m glad that shit is gone. What do we do now if we roll a ONE or TWO?”

“Strip,” Jess said. “It’ll speed this game up.”

Meg glanced at me nervously. The odds just increased that I would finally see her naked body. She rolled.

THREE!

She jumped off the ground excited that she avoided stripping. “Yes!” She looked around the group. And of course landed on Carol.

Carol stretched out her arms, “Ask anything you want. I’m not stripping anymore.”

Meg turned her attention to Jordan. “Are you trying to hook up with Chandler?”

Jordan looked at me, “I’m not actively trying to hook up with Chandler. I wouldn’t mind if it happened though. We could have a lot of fun tonight.”

Oh fuck. She would do things my virgin summer fling would not. Basically saying she was open to it if I was. This pretty blue eyed blonde smiled at me. “I’ve been lonely at night since Ross left.”

Meg slipped her arm around my shoulder, trying to claim her territory. “I think Chandler is staying with me tonight.”

My mind raced; my heart pounded.

Did I stay with Meg and maybe move past second base with her tonight?

Did I ditch my the girl I had been with all summer for one night with the blonde Jordan that my friend had banged all summer?

Did I ditch my fling for her sister Jess who was newly single, and anxious to get **** on her ex-boyfriend?

Did I proposition my extremely drunk best friend Carol to experience her legendary dick sucking skills?