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Unlike your actions, you know Christopher isn't intentionally trying to tease, but you cannot help but feel like he is. That stupid, geeky, grin about the revelation of your self pleasuring habits greatly perturbs you.

"Fine." You think to yourself desiring to retaliate with the next question. "And what do you fantasize about when you masturbate?"

"Um, oh." Christopher squirms on the couch. "I can't. I shouldn't. Um, dare?"

"Alright." You smile triumphantly and take up the phone and press the "dare" button and read, "Your lucky day, free pass, no dare for you."

"What!" You exclaim, somewhat upset. "That's cheating!"

"There is a two percent change of getting the free pass." Christopher exhales in relief. "Just got lucky."

"Whatever." You toss the phone back on the coffee table. "Your turn."

Christopher ponders and then asks, "Do you think a guy like me would ever have a chance with a woman like you?" He then immediately blushes as he realizes how his question could be taken. "I don't mean you literally. Not that I am trying to hit on you." He desperately tries to explain himself. "I've have always wonder how hard it would be to find a beautiful, smart and kind, woman like yourself."

Initially, with your Welsh competitive dander fired up, you were going to say, "Not a prayer!" Yet you realize that his question was heartfelt, and the compliment sincere and touching. Seeing the innocent tenderness in his eyes you ponder a gentler response. Such phrases as "I know you'll find someone nice" seem hollow, so you decide to make it up to Christopher for being a bit mean to him with all your teasing. "Dare." You answer.

For a brief second the high school senior frowns when you don't give a reassuring answer, but then his eyes go wide as he realizes the implications. "Wait? You said dare? For real?!"

"It's always best to leave a little mystery on a date." You lean forward, "And since I don't want to say, I guess I have to pay. So what's my fate?"

Christopher nearly drops the phone has he tries to work the device. "Oh, my." He anxiously looks at you and then back at the phone.

"Well, what is it?" You start to become a bit nervous yourself.