Cat's Icebreaker: Truth or Dare?

A few days have passed since the shopping, and alongside that a few days of facetime sex with James went ahead, this time with your climax thankfully. Somehow there was still plenty of booze left, though a hefty chunk missing from your student loan. _What a mystery. _You think you should probably get job seeking, thinking to yourself in the mirror. _Fuck I'm so vain, you think, _no wonder really; dressed how you are, another CK bralette but this time with yoga pants on, hugging your arse amazingly and showing off your thong quite obviously. You take a butt selfie for James on Snapchat before hearing the door knock, with Cat's cute voice on the end of it.

"Sasha can I come in?"

"Of course hun" She comes in as your back is turned, getting a great view, if you do say so yourself, which you would, of your arse.

"Damn gurl!" Cat's faux american accent is hilarious, the two have become far more comfortable with each other through the week, Cat gives you a light pat on the bum before sitting on your bed patiently.

"Ooo spank me baby" you feign in one of those overly passionate pornstar voices, she laughs and snorts, still adorable.

"So I was just gonna let you know that we're doing an ice breaker in the living room in a minute, truth or dare, come and play! Don't leave me with the two guys please" She shows off her big blue eyes and you cannot say no. Not to mention the pjs she's wearing, a purple crop top and pink short shorts, go along way to that answer.

"Aye go on then, but if James keeps being James I cannot be held accountable for my actions!" She laughs and nods accordingly, and you head to the lounge area, where Mike and James are already sat playing FIFA. Mike is playing as Manchester United, while James plays as Arsenal. Mike is winning comfortably.

"Yes ladd up the mancs!" you say as you enter, putting on the strongest manc accent you can.

"Manchester is blue anyway" James mutters, Mike and you feign a loud and dramatic gasp to the amusement of Cat and Jimmy-dickhead.

"Leave, now." Mike says, "And get me another beer yeah?" James laughs mockingly and goes to get some beers from the fridge as everyone sets down. You are sat beside Mike on one couch, with Cat and James opposite. The table has an empty bottle on it.

"Right ladies and gents, I'm sure you all know how truth or dare works, and I'm sure you know how spin the bottle goes, just spin it, whoever it lands on has to choose truth or dare, sound good? Good. Now seeing as two of us are in happy and beautiful relationships we'd rather that nobody does anything to jepoardise that, got that James? Good, so I'll spin first because... well just because." Catrin has never been so in charge in the time you've known her, the bottle spins however and lands first on James.

"Truth" He picks, _cautious, _you thought, considering his hyper-flirtatious attitude lately.

The attention returns to Catrin; "SO! As i have learned over the past week of living next door to James here, I've found that the walls here are very thin, if you know what I mean.." Mike and you look at each other in shock at Cat's implication, beginning to chuckle as James goes red in the face, Cat continues "James, and in fairness it sounds like you did your job to a high standard; how many people have you had stay over in the flat in the 5 days we've been here? How many have you shagged?"

An audible gasp from the group followed by some laughing, _what a start from Catrin, _you think.

"The answer would be five people Catrin, and thank you for the kind words," James looks on cloud nine after that, everyone doing the math in their head must've figured that there had to be at least one threesome in there, considering he had nobody round the first night. _Sure he's attractive, but damn he's successful with women?! Shocking, "_I believe it's my turn to spin the bottle, no?" he reaches down and spins.

Inevitably it lands on you.
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