The boys arrive.

Bianca opens the door, and the college boys come in. They're already laughing and smiling.

"Hi, guys. Let me introduce you to my roommate," Bianca points to a tall, muscular, brown-skinned man first. "This is Damian, he's a freshmen, like us, and something of a soccer super-star."

"Hi," Damian says with a bright smile.

"This is Drake, our parent's are friends." Drake had long-hair and a couple of piercings, but a very handsome face.

"Whatsup."

"And finally, this is Bradely." Bradley was older looking then the others, and more clean-cut. Too old, now that she thought about it to be a college student. He wasn't dressed like one either, with a pair of pleated slacks and a nice button up shirt. But he had a rugged handsomeness to him, Amy decided, like the Giles from Buffy, but younger.

"Boys, I'd like you to meet my roommate, Amy. But we all call her 'Baby'." Amy's face heated at the old nickname, but at least it was better than "Boy-chest."

Amy tried to smile as big as she could, "hi boys, nice to meet you." She hoped she sounded relaxed and easy going, but her heart was pounding in her chest--what would she have to do with these complete strangers tonight.

"Would anybody like a drink?" Bradley pulled a bottle of golden liquid out of the leather satchel he had slung over his shoulder.

"Oh, I never..." Amy started.

"...pass up tequila. Isn't that right, Baby." Bianca's look brooked no argument.

"Yeah. I...uh, can't get enough of it."

"Good," Bradley said with a smile, "let's do a shot and get started."

Bradley poured the tequila into 5 small plastic cups. Amy noticed that he poured a little more generously for the girls than he did for the guys. Amy watched the boys each knock back their whole cup in one go, then tried it herself. She'd never had **** of any kind before, it tasted awful, and she wasn't expecting it burn so much, but it almost immediately made her feel warm and more relaxed.

"Here, Baby," Bianca said, "have mine, too. I'm pacing myself." Amy held back her grimace and drank Bianca's shot too. The burning sensation was easier to handle this time.

"So, I promised you boys a game of truth and dare, so let's get started. Amy, since you've been talking all night about how excited you are to play, why don't you go first: Truth or Dare."

"Dare," Amy said, hiding her nervousness behind a smile.