Shirts coming off

Jordan was spinning out, its an impossible choice. Everyone was staring at her, focusing on her body. She instinctively covered her chest with her hand.

"Come on. Choose." Emily taunted "Choose choose choose--"

*Choose choose choose choose choose* A chant erupted from the others.

Jordan gasped, she stood up. Her face burning red. And lifted her shirt up. She could feel the eyes of every guy in the room. She lifted the tank top off her body. Over her head. And finally she stood there, clad in lacy red bra and a bunch of peaking eyes.

Jordan sighed a breathe of relief. Her turn was up. She thought now could be a good time to get some payback.

"Okay my turn," Jordan scoffed covering her chest with her hands, "Ellie--

"Not so fast, you haven't completed your dare yet."