Rules and the first game

“Goddammit, why the fuck does that bitch keep winning?” Jody lied on her bed. She thought she finally had a win against her rival, something she desperately wanted against Debbie since kindergarten. Why did Debbie had to tattle on her soiling her pants back then anyway? Ever since then, she just had to win. But Debbie has always been smarter, stronger, faster, prettier, hotter, funnier, more graceful, more interesting, more pleasant, and simply, better then her.

She got up when she heard a knock on her door. Not even bothering to cover herself, she opened up the door to face Debbie. She had the biggest smile for her naked friend.

“What do you want?” She had some venom in her voice.

“Oh nothing, I just wanted a little chat with my friend. And, you know, to give you your first dare of the month.”

“Great. Just great.”

“But first, I want to raise the stakes a bit. If you can win 16 of the 31 dares, I’ll be naked for a month as well.”

“And if it’s 15 or less?”

“Nothing! No loss for you. But if you can’t win any, you have to stay naked for another 2 months. Deal?”

“Hah, you really think I can’t win a single game? I’m not that pathetic! You’re on!”

“Great, then here’s the first game. There’s a frat party tonight.”

“Wait, there is? How come I haven’t heard off it?”

“Because they don’t like you. Anyway, you just have to get a kiss by one guy.”

“One kiss? That’s it?”

“But he has to make the move. You can’t kiss him!”

“Hah, easy as pie!”