Yes

Everybody watches the phone nervously as it rings.

“Uh… You did withhold the caller ID didn’t you, Anita?”

“No… How do you do that?”

“Oh dear,” comments Melissa with a sigh. Then she picks up the phone. “Hello, Angela,” she says.

“Melissa!” a voice shrieks over the speaker. “What do you think you’re doing? Tony is traumatised. I’ve sent him to the bathroom to wash that revolting goo off of his trousers. How cold you do that to your own nephew. You are sick, woman. Sick.”

“If you have quite finished, my dear,” says Melissa at length. “It wasn’t me that called. We are having a little game of truth or dare and I thought it might be amusing to have one of the girls turn on that geeky little son of yours, sister dear.”

“Oh,” replies the voice at the other end. Then: “Is she pretty?”

“You would like her,” says Melissa with a smile.

Anita feels a thrilling shiver as she realises that Melissa doesn’t just mean as a prospective daughter in law.

“So, how is this truth or dare game going, then, Melissa?” her sister asks over the speaker phone.

“Well, Marcia is ow topless… You remember Marcia, don’t you, Angela?”

“Oh, yes…” purrs the voice at the other end dreamily. Marcia blushes and her husband arches his eyebrow questioningly.

“And Melanie, my secretary, stripped naked and fingered herself.”

“I’m getting wet, just thinking about it.”

Now it was Melanie’s turn to blush.

“And the boys… well, they’ve mainly chosen ‘truth’.”

“Oh, how disappointing. And who’s turn is it next?”

“That is for Anita to decide. Anita?”