What's next?
Some Truths
"Hol' up, guys. Before we begin, let us chug down whatever vodka is left in our glasses. Loosen up a lil! 'Cuz we sure as hell don't wanna lie in some Truth and Dare, do we?" Cassy suggested. The girls agreed. Sarah swallowed her cup in an instant, and frowned with a smile. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes twinkly. Sam was liking this. He looked at her, smiling like a chum. She looked back, and without any awkwardness kept staring in his eyes, resting her head on her shoulder and smiling like a chum. "Sam!" Cassy nudged. The girls had all chugged down their cups of vodka. "Drink it up!" she frowned.
"Oh yeah!" he did too, and winced. I hate vodka.
"Let us begin!" Cassy smiled, now getting pinker by the nose. The vodka was working up on her. Sam looked around, the girls were getting high. But somehow, the drink wasn't really working on him. He smiled, enjoying the predicament. Not realizing how bad it was going to end up for him...
"Let us begin~~" Cassy said. "Ooooooh! Do we have a bottle~?" she asked turning to Sarah.
"Sure we do, my Mademoiselle~" Sarah grinned as she stood up like a Ballerina, on her toes. Then bowed to everyone as if she had just given a performance. In return, all girls clapped. Sam was confused, so he chuckled. Then, Sarah got 'em a glass bottle.
"Here, weee~~ go~~" Jenna said, vibing to an inaudible melody.
Cassy tried taking the bottle from Sarah, but Sarah snatched it back like she was a little girl and the bottle was her candy. Cassy lifted her arms in defeat, Sarah grinned in victory. And then, she put the bottle on the ground. "Ready!!!" she looked around... "Steady!!!!" she looked around. "And fuckkkkk!" and she spun the bottle.
Spin. Spin. Spin. Spin. Spin. Slow spin. Slow pin. Slower spin. Slowest spin. Almost stopped. And stop. Aayra!
"Ohhh nooo!" she frowned making a crybaby face. She held her hands together in pleading. "No mee~~!" she begged. But the other girls laughed. He-he ha-has. "Okay fiiiiineee...~" she looked down like a puppy.
"Truth or Dare, my Hijabi girrlll??" asked Jenna.
"I'm a Hijabi girl, in a Harami worrrlllldd...." Aayra started singing out of nowhere! To which, Sarah was shimmying already. Sam giggled.
"Tell us dare or truth girllll~" Jenna repeated.
"Truth, my darlingg!" Aayra responded.
"Ahaaa!" Cassy smiled. "Whom were you jerking off to right noww??" She chuckled.
And drunk Aayra looked at Sam. Sam's heart skipped a beat. What the heck. Aayra made puppy eyes again. "I was jerking off to dear Sammy boy heree~~" she pointed at him. Sam's eyes widened.
"Awwww~~" Sarah leapt onto Aayra, "you fancy Sammy boy hmmm???"
Aayra nodded. Still sad, though. "But he loves you, Sarah. Sammy boy lovesss youuu~" Sam could hear his own heartbeats. "And I'm solllyyyy my Sallaahh foll jellking off to himm~~ I feel bad-bad now. What to do!?"
"Noooo, Sammmyyy noooo~" Sarah held her head melodramatically, "why must thee trap us besties in thy triangle of love!?" she looked at Sam. Puppy eyes. She hugged Aayra, their cheeks touched as they gazed at Sam. Both puppy eyes! "Why must thee do that!? I knoweth not much goodeth at English but am I trying to speaketh this way!" Sam had no fucking idea how to react. He got so intense.
Then Sarah crawled up to Sammy boy, but with her, Aayra came to. Two naked ladies, crawling up to him. He backed off, but the wall trapped him. Now, Aayra and Sarah had their faces with their puppy eyes right in front of him. One of their hands between his legs, and the other outside. "I- I- I--"
"Why dost thou stuttereth!?" asked Aayra.
Sam didn't know how to respond, but just then Sarah chuckled. And she looked at Aayra, raising her eyebrows. "Stuttereth?"
Aayra looked at Sarah. "Yeah, I tried speaking like you."
"But stuttereth?"
"Yeaah~ what's the problem?"
"That sounds gross."
Aayra frowned. "Nooo! You sound gross."
"I sound gross?"
"Yes. You sound gross."
"But how can I sound gross?"
"That I'm not aware of, but you sound gross. That's final."
"And why so hmmmm?"
"Because I said so!"
Then they stared at each other. And broke off laughing. They went off of Sam. Aayra fell on her back, holding her stomach as she kept laughing. And Sarah rolled over, her eyes teary and stomach aching from the laughter. Sam had no idea what to do at this point. And let's be honest, nobody would.
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