Shot

“Shot please!” MC said as she grabbed a glass and gestured for it to be poured for her. At only 19 I had always been impressed with how well MC held her liquor. She’d told me that the legal drinking age in Brazil was 18, but I got the feeling she’d been drinking a lot longer than that especially having spent most of the past year in the states.

As soon as she downed the clear liquid she reached forward and spun the empty bottle on the table. It landed on Aaron.

Unlike the rest of us who had dressed somewhat in our additional clothes, Aaron had just casually grabbed two shirts from his bag. He’d refused to put them on instead leaving his abs on display for the whole group. That plus his flip flops, shorts, and underwear (I assumed) made up his 5 items. With the shirt in the pile he took his spin.

“Come on man! You’re supposed to have it land on the girls!” Russell joked as he pulled his socks off and tossed them aside with his shoes.

“Sorry bro. I can’t control fate.” Aaron laughed as Russell spun. And as fate would have it… I was next.

“Well Kim? What’s it gonna be?” Russell teased from directly across from me. I was the only one still sitting on the floor. It was just how the room had evenly spaced itself out.

“He I could take a shot.” I said trying to sound coy and embarrassed about what I had to do next.

“You could.” Nelson replied with his eyes glued firmly to my breasts. “Or you could strip instead. Gonna have to eventually.”

“Bold of you to assume I’ll lose again I chuckled as I considered my options.