Sarah wins, Nicole loses

You want to object when Nicole loses against Sarah's cards, but a hand covers your mouth before you can do it. You struggle against Tom's hold, managing to elbow him in the stomach.

"Geez, Tom, I get it, dammit," you complain, shaking off your first instinct. "I know the rules."

It doesn't stop you from getting worried as Sarah approaches your younger sister, a wicked grin on her face. You certainly don't want to see your sister without her clothes on, but the thought of scoring with Miranda weighs heavily on your mind, preventing you from protesting too much.

Nicole looks a bit panicked, but then Sarah crouches down before her. She catches your gaze from the corner of her eye and chuckles. "Relax, John, your sister's not getting naked, yet," she says, and then you watch as your friend's girlfriend reaches under your sister's skirt, causing Nicole to let out a surprised squeal as she drags a lacy pair of white panties down her legs.

Tom whistles and Matt observes the scene with an unreadable look on his features, his gaze fixed on his girlfriend's almost exposed breasts as she twirls your sister's panties on her finger.

"Fuck, Sarah, lift that skirt!" you hear Tom speaking behind you. "I wanna see that pussy!"

Everything else slips from your mind as you jerk backwards and punch him straight in the nose with flashing speed. The others look on in surprise as Tom falls on his ass with a yelp. Your eyes widen, the reality of what you just done registering itself in your brain. Tom lifts up his chin, glaring at you as he clutches his nose.

He starts to get up, but the sound of a loud ringtone echoes through the room and distracts him.