She decides to wait

"Actually, playing in here might not be such a good idea." Sarah reconsiders, slowly withdrawing from the hat empty handed. "What's the matter? You didn't seem to mind being an exhibitionist before?" You ask, remembering the three flashes that you sadly didn't get to see on the way. "That's different." She sighs. "They were all just passing strangers, but this is my go-to booze run store. I don't mind them thinking I'm a slut, because, you know, I am." As she says that she illustrates her point by leaning up to graze your earlobe with her teeth, making you flinch in surprise while the others laugh. "But I don't want to get kicked out and banned from the only place in walking distance from my house." She explains pragmatically. "Pussy." Tom mutters, purposefully loud enough to be heard. "Careful Tom, I draw next. If you keep talking like that, I might dare you to play in traffic." Sarah warns him with a laugh, but besides that no one else argues with Sarah's logic.

"Since I'm not drawing just yet I guess you guys can feel free to have a break." She announces as you approach the store, the ground beneath your feet changing from asphalt to paving stones. The automatic doors open with a ding as your odd procession enters the store. The clerk behind the counter barely spares you a passing glance despite the blatant weirdness of your appearance like Nicole's gag and your blindfold, instead he just returns to his newspaper with a sigh. The whole store is eerily quiet save for the warm electric hum of the lights and the occasional rustling as the clerk turns a page. Once inside you quickly find yourselves split up, Matt beelines straight to the back of the store where the liquor is, and Nicole aimlessly drifts after him. Meanwhile Tom leads Miranda off in the almost opposite direction, clearly looking for something but you don’t know what. Bringing up the rear is you, still being pulled along by Sarah, who leads you off to the far side of the store away from the entrance.

Tom, of course, has gone to find condoms and with one arm still around Miranda's shoulders he holds up a pack of magnums. “What do you think Miranda, these? Or would you prefer ribbed?” He asks casually. “Pfft, you are NOT using those with me.” She snorts, rolling her eyes. “So, you want it bareback then? You dirty girl, I didn’t know you had it in you.” He fires back quick as a shot, making Miranda blush. “That’s not what I meant!” She stammers angrily, turning her head to try and hide her crimson cheeks. Laughing at her embarrassment Tom takes the condoms and pulls Miranda back towards the front of the store to pay.

At the back of the store Matt browses the expectedly small tequila selection while trying to make “conversation” with Nicole. “Soooo, you feeling alright?”

Nod.

“That gag must be pretty annoying huh?”

Nod.

"But you're feeling okay?"

Nod.

“Do you want me to buy you anything?”

Shake.

“Good, cool. You hang in there.” He finishes, patting Nicole affectionately awkwardly on the head before taking his chosen bottle to the checkout. With nothing else to do and nowhere else to go Nicole meanders after him.

At the same time as the others are shopping Sarah decides to have her own little game with you. Halfway down the aisle Sarah's hand slips free from yours and you hear her footsteps thudding excitedly away from you. "Sarah?" You call out, as loudly as you dare to while trying to avoid causing a scene. "Where'd you go?" You add, taking a cautious step forward with your hands held out in front of you. "Over here!" Sarah's voice calls from behind you and you whip your head towards it, your hands going instinctively to the blindfold. "Wait!" Sarah stops you sternly. "No peeking. That's cheating." She adds playfully. With one hand on the shelf at your side you try to walk towards the sound of her voice. Reaching the end of the shelving unit you grasp forward tentatively for where you swore Sarah was, only to be surprised by another shout from your rear.

"No, over here John!" She shouts, evidently having snuck around you. Still using the shelves to guide yourself you turn and head towards the new source of her voice. The slight patter of footsteps as you approach arouses your suspicions that you won't catch her this time either, suspicions that are confirmed as you hear her speak from a way to your left. "Over here John." She teases, the barely repressed laughter evident in her voice. You have to let go of the shelves to walk that way so your approach is much slower and more cautious, giving Sarah ample time to disappear again before you can reach her.

"Come on John, stop messing around!" She says from down another aisle to your left, but this time you've already got a hand on the display for balance, and you know the aisle is straight as the last one. Rather than creeping along you half jog as quickly as you dare towards the sound, not giving Sarah any time to stealthily reposition. When you crash into something soft and warm, your blind hand grabbing an arm, you think you've caught her. Then you hear a gruff voice. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" it says, making you instantly recoil. "Oh my god I'm sorry sir, I thought you were someone else." You apologize, raising your hands in a placatory gesture and going to remove your blindfold as you do. "I don't care what you thought," the voice continues, "I oughtta kick your ass!" At that last syllable the voice noticeably raises an octave and with a sigh you realize who you're talking to.

"Sarah!" You snap in irritation. "You actually had me worried there." You continue as her manly imitation breaks down into a fit of girlish giggles. "Aw, did I give you a fright? Come here, let me make it up to you." As she teases you, she wraps her arms around you for a hug, holding her body closely to yours. As she embraces you notice her nipples digging into you more prominently than they should, and you surmise that her overcoat that was covering her nudity is either off or open. Her big pillowy breasts are on display, held up just for you. All you have to do to get a private viewing of some of the most perfect tits in the world is slip your blindfold off and peek. But you know Sarah. You know her breasts being out like this is no accident and you know how she enjoys teasing boys with her body, even without the ulterior motive of making you fail your dare.

Breaking the hug while resisting temptation you retake Sarah's hand more firmly this time, unwilling to let her slip away again. "Why do you want me to take my blindfold off so badly Sarah?" You ask. "What do you have planned?" "Mmm, nothing planned exactly, but I'm sure I'd think of something." She answers, not sounding entirely convincing. Although you must admit it is typical of Sarah to try and get you into trouble only for her own amusement, you've seen her do it to plenty of other guys before. Regardless Sarah leads you back through the store the way you came, a blast of cool air on your face and the sound of automatic doors making it obvious that you're headed back outside again. Sarah leads you around the corner of the building, the quiet ambiance of passing cars and the gentle hum of electricity filling your ears as you walk.

"Hey, it's Miranda and Nicole. Woah, are they making out? And they're topless! John, you're missing out." Sarah says as she turns the corner back to the group, making you roll your eyes behind your blindfold at her obvious bait. "Nice try Sarah, still not taking the blindfold off."

"Smooch your loss John." You hear from Miranda. For a second your hands begin to go up to your blindfold, only to be stopped by a sound from Nicole that sounded very much like an exasperated 'John!' from behind a gag. That reminds you Nicole is in no position to be making out with anyone and allows you to stop just short of forfeiting your dare. "Damnit Nicole, we almost had him." Sarah laughs, accompanied by what sounds like a playful shove to your mute friends' shoulder. Putting your hand back to your side you wonder again what Sarah would plan to do anyway if you did cheat. She's seemingly trying to make it happen, maybe she's just looking for a victim to toy with. She always was mischievous, usually in a good way.

"So, are we ready to play again? I got the tequila?" Matt holds up the bottle as he speaks. "Yeah of course, now Miranda has to- oh." Sarah trails off as she speaks. "What is it?" You ask, squeezing her hand lightly. " We needed the tequila so Miranda could do her part of the dare, the last bodyshot, but..." She trails off again with a chuckle. "Now we don't have salt or a lime." Miranda finishes for her with a sigh. "Nope! Guess you'll have to wait until we get back." Sarah laughs while her brown haired friend groans in frustration. "After all this buildup I really hope this dare will be worth it." You mutter as everyone laughs at the Sisyphean journey you seem to have gone on.

"Well, it wasn't a completely wasted journey, at least we got the tequila." Matt gestures with the bottle again before suddenly dropping it towards the floor. "Oh shit!" He shouts as he dives after it, making Sarah and Miranda gasp. Right when it looks like the bottle was about to shatter Matt easily regained his grip on the neck and straightened up. "Gotya." He quips with a smirk while everyone breathes a sigh of relief. "No, this wasn't a waste." Sarah rolls her eyes at Matt's antics as she speaks. "Because I got something else too." She continues, pulling out two more slips of paper from one of her coat pockets.

"What is it?" You ask, obviously unaware due to the shirt across your eyes. "Two more slips for the hat." She explains, dropping one in with a flick of her wrist like she was seasoning a dish. "Are we having more company?" Tom asks, sounding hopeful at the possibility of more tail for him to chase. "Nope, just a little mix up for the rules. All the boys, and all the girls." She explains, holding up the eponymous slip before dropping it into the hat alongside the boys one. "Did you bring the notebook with you?" You ask, your brow furrowing beneath your blindfold. "No, I just 'borrowed' a sheet of paper from a notebook in the store." She explains, making you tut at her mockingly for her poor behavior. "I know, I'm such a hardened criminal, you should probably call the cops on me right now." She says, dramatically holding her wrists out as if waiting for handcuffs. "It's a good thing Nicole's gagged or she just might." Matt jokes, bringing up Nicole's goody two shoes reputation, much to her silent chagrin.

"So, are you ready to play again Sarah? You're not worried about getting kicked out of your favorite store anymore?" Miranda asks from beside Tom, having barely left his side since this odyssey began. "I still don't know how those slips you added work though?" You interject and, based on the sound from Nicole she seems to agree. "Like, who goes next if you draw it? Do all the girls draw in turn or what?" You continue, only to be shrugged off by Sarah. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, let's just start playing again. I'm getting bored!" She says, briefly letting go of your hand to shuffle around the slips before drawing one.