Setting up a game...

“Honestly, I just want to eat her ass,” Nicole said, sitting next to Matt on the couch.

It was a common game between the two of them. They’d sit and watch Miranda, usually while she was with John, from across a room and tell each other the things they wanted to do to her.

“Just her ass?” Matt asked.

The party had been at Sarah’s house. Her family had immigrated from Scotland the year before, and between her parent’s disdain for the different drinking laws and their desire to make sure their daughter was making friends, they let her throw house parties. Tonight had been a small one, planned at the last minute when her parents decided to go out of town. Maybe twenty people had shown up, and they’d played some drinking games and then lowered the lights and danced to a Top 40 spotify playlist.

Matt and Nicole had both had a chance to dance with Miranda, but she spent most of her time with John. Dancing with Miranda was like… Matt couldn’t even put it into words. She was just a joyful person, and whether it was a cute dance to something up beat, or pressing a little closer than they probably should during a slower hard beat, it was fun as hell when Matt had the chance to be in her focus. But that spotlight always went back to John.

“Good point,” Nicole said. “But I’d start there.”

The party was filtering down, and John was currently sitting on a couch across the room from Matt and Nicole. Miranda was sitting on the armrest, leaning down with her arm around his shoulder and her big tit acting as a pillow for him to lean his cheek on. They were murmuring something to each other, but John was busy looking at his phone at the same time.

The lights flicked up suddenly, “Oh, good, you’re all still here,” Sarah said. She was a small girl, short and petite except for her boobs that seemed a size or two too large for her frame. She’d changed from her party dress and was wearing a big, oversized sweatshirt and tights. “Do you guys want to play another game?”

Miranda perked up, sitting up from John. “Sure, Sarah,” she said. “John and I will play.”

“Yeah, sure,” John said, not looking up.

“I’m in,” Matt agreed, “As long as Nicole doesn’t need to get home?”

Nicole shook her head. She was only a little bit taller than Sarah, but a dark brunette like Miranda with curlier hair. She was half-jewish, half-latina and had the personality to go with it, usually acting a little standoffish or snobbish unless you were in her circle. She’d worn a dress that night, a dark number that hung low on her chest to try and make the most of her small tits, and she wore tights underneath it. “I’m good to go,” she said. “We’re a month out from graduation, and my parents have rolled back the curfew.”

“Nice,” I said, offering a high five which she accepted. Nicole’s parents were the strictest of anyone in our group of friends.

“Cool!” Sarah chirped. “Let me go get the stuff, and Tom.” She left, and Matt groaned.

“Fuck. Tom’s still here,” he said.

“Wait, what? Tom’s here?” John asked, looking up from his phone.

“Yeah,” Matt nodded.

“Fuck,” John said.

“What’s up, hoes?” Tom said, walking into the room. Tom was the biggest dick of an athlete in the school, playing Football and Basketball during the year. He wasn’t a star at either of them, but he was a jock through and through, and acted like it.

“Hey, Tom,” Miranda and Nicole both said, though Miranda’s was a lot nicer than Nicole’s.

“Go grab a seat,” Sarah said, pushing Tom further into the room as she returned with a cowboy hat and a bunch of paper and pens. “Alright, this is a game I played a couple of times back home in Aberdeen, yeah? It’s called Dares in a Hat. We all write down a couple of dares, then we take turns pulling them out and need to do them. If you’re a wimp and don’t want to, then you have to take a shot, strip down to your knickers and run around the house. Wimp out again and you need to do it naked. Got it?”

Sarah’s energy and the strong lilt in her voice as she rambled off the rules had them all chuckling and agreeing to the ridiculous rules.

Tom had flopped onto the couch next to John, so Sarah went and got chairs for herself and Miranda, and the circle ended up being Nicole to Matt’s right sharing a couch, followed by Tom across the room sharing a couch with John, then Miranda, then Sarah both in chairs, and then back to Matt.

And that right there started Matt thinking about how to use this to his advantage.

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